A good passage describing summer

1. The summer sun, like a big fireball, burns on the earth and seems to radiate all the heat. It softened the asphalt road, dyed the faces of pedestrians red, rolled up the leaves on the roadside, lowered the heads of crops and hid flowers in the leaves. When a basin of water falls on the ground, the ground will be hot, like a thirsty person drinking a basin of water at once. The trees on both sides of the street are dejected and despondent, adults wear vests, children are naked, like loaches ... everyone scolds this damn hot day. Only the old man who sells popsicles is not afraid of the sun, pushing the freezer into the sun and shouting loudly. He must hope that the hotter the weather, the better.

2. In the summer night, the stars are shining brightly, one point, two points ... flickering, just like naughty and childish eyes, but full of wisdom. They seem to have seen us, so they play hide-and-seek with us. Their dexterous bodies, hiding from Tibet, dazzled us. Suddenly, a meteor came and attracted our attention. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from our eyes again.

At noon, the burning sun scorched the ground. Old people from all households came out and sat in cool places to talk about this and that, expressing their opinions and opinions. The cicada in the tree "knows" and "knows"-quietly calls, as if to say, "Oh dear! It is really hot today. The dead sun killed me. This lifeless summer is really hot. But summer is also good, which can make seedlings grow rapidly! "