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One summer noon, the weather was extremely hot. The bees kept collecting honey. What follows?

The summer sun is scorching, like a fireball hanging in the sky. There were only a few thin white clouds in the sky, the leaves on the trees were motionless, and there was not a breath of wind.
The butterflies and bees hid in some shady corner. But the cicadas on the tree were still squeaking, and there were a few ants on the ground still busy looking for food.
I was playing under the big tree with a few friends. It wasn't necessarily cool under the shade of the trees, and there wasn't a breath of wind. The sun shines through the dense branches and leaves, casting many messy light spots on the ground, as if the ground has been covered with a golden carpet. The weather is very stuffy, and people feel like they are in a steam oven, sweating like rain!
On the dog days of summer, the sun is showing its brilliance to its fullest, and the temperature has already exceeded 40°.


It hasn’t rained, the sun has been blazing, and the earth has long since cracked,