On midsummer night, cicadas are singing everywhere, and it seems more and more quiet. There are only a handful of Galaxies practicing in the night sky, and a handful of Guanghua Wandian and Jiao Jiao are in full bloom in spring and autumn, cold comes and summer goes, and wither. Suitable for midsummer

The fog in the evening floated among the orange poplars, as if spun yarn hung on the branches, but it was whiter, more transparent and more hazy than spun yarn, which dyed the outline of poplars violet. Theme: hazy

The setting sun painted the sky with a layer of silent orange. Under the setting sun, the vicissitudes of the ancient road is full of blurred customs, which is particularly quiet. Everything in the world seems to be drunk, and all sounds have stopped in this frozen but very short-lived beauty. Suitable for quiet. It's beautiful.

Cherry blossoms will produce a series of new brown leaves. In the background of the blue ocean, gorgeous flowers bloom. When the sakura rain disappears, the surging petals are scattered to the sea and dotted on the sea surface, and the falling cherry blossoms are ups and downs on the coastline by the waves. Applicable theme: vitality.

The soft sunshine hung obliquely on the branches and leaves of the pine and cypress, which seemed so quiet. On the road of green grass and white cement, the pace of victory is so light, but everyone's heart is so excited and thinking, to paraphrase: quiet and comfortable.

The sun jumped out of the gray sea, and a small purple flame immediately lit up the dark sky. Behind the bright sunrise, it looks like an endless blue satin. Applicable theme: light, hope

On midsummer night, the moonlight is surging, the flowers are dancing, the cicada is sleeping soundly in the workshop, and the weaver girl and cricket dare to make a sound. The dark blue waves of the Milky Way rose, a ship with teeth was moored in the river, and the stars kissed the bottom like a small fish. I pick a meter of cordate telosma, don't leave it in my hair. I am obsessed with watching the theme of counting stars in the midsummer sky, and I am carefree.