当很多人还想挽住春的衣袖，不愿春的脚步远去时 ，风中隐约传来的一声蝉鸣轻轻奏响了夏天的序曲 。此时，江南已是春意阑珊，四处渐渐被夏光覆盖 ，不知不觉中，水墨江南已“绿树荫浓夏日长，楼台倒影入池塘 ”了。
凝眸看 ，这里碧水流翠，鹭鸟翻飞，风动花影 ，清浅的夏色漫过原野、陌上 、漫过了石桥、水岸，润了乡土、润了柳巷。时光漫步，走过了春天的旎旖 、绚烂，迎来了夏天的蓬勃、明媚 。谁都知道 ，蛙声和蝉鸣永远是夏天最具特色的音乐，而热烈，则永远是夏日的主打歌。
夏天 ，有一种相遇，不在路上，只在心间。滚滚红尘 ，一半烟火，一半诗逸，让自己安静在时间的沙漏里 ，放下浮躁的心，闻着幽幽荷香，拥着清风 ，赏流年婆娑的舞步，合上夏天的节奏，流连在这绿意葱茏、风光独特的江南，相信这个夏天 ，一定会有美丽遇见，幸福和快乐会在下一站等候 。
虽然不如春天妩媚 、冬天纯洁、秋天成熟，但 ，夏天具有无以伦比的热情。它，有时张扬、有时内敛，有时晴空万里 、有时狂风骤雨。它 ，个性而不失浪漫，粗狂而不失柔情，炙热而不失诗意 。若要阅读夏天 ，宜寻一处静谧山林，或寻一处幽雅回廊，于水湄之上 ，或柳岸处，择一处清宁，心无旁骛地细细品味，静静聆听清风诉说夏天的故事。
“人皆苦炎热 ，我爱夏日长”。就让春光、春景、春韵、春色全都隐入缥缈的记忆，怀一颗风雅诗意的心，迎接夏天 ，拥抱夏天，倾听夏天玄妙的音符，飞舞起季节的长袖 ，与夏天共舞，在夏光满溢的路上，去赏花 、觅蝶 ，去追风、逐香。将悠悠花开轻放于心间，盈香走在夏天，让自己返璞归真 ，也如闲云，在月光和星光里游走，将夏天的梦一个个拾起，然后 ，慢慢揉进阕阕清词……
“东边日出西边雨”，夏天的雨，如娃娃的脸 ，变化莫测，来去匆忙 。它，有时瓢泼、有时柔绵 ，有时高亢 、有时低吟，小雨轻柔温顺，大雨甘畅淋漓 ，总是，“嘈嘈切切错杂弹，大珠小珠落玉盘 ”。这夏的雨滴掠过天际 ，浸染了千年的古道、厚重的石桥，敲打着错落的窗沿，演奏着岁月亘古的长歌，细细碎碎的声音皆落进人的心里 ，生动而淳朴，曼妙而动听。 因为炎热，所以夏天的风显得特别珍贵 。在烈日炙烤时 ，在闷热的天气里，有风徐徐吹来，顿觉神清气爽 ，浑身舒坦，惬意非凡。当夏天的风轻轻爬过绿藤、拂过蔷薇 、吹响风铃时，有些风景已写成了诗行 ，有些过客已缔造了传奇。风来风往中，随着夏的味道渐渐渲染，我真想采撷一片浅蓝 ，于绿波之上，乘着兰舟，向着清幽之地，去追寻那些散落在风影中的云水过往 。 夏天 ，是儿童喜爱的季节。会游泳的，常光着膀子，甚至赤裸全身 ，他们结对成群地在小河中龙腾活跃，喜笑颜开；不会游泳的，也有寻乐之处 ，他们，捕萤火虫、网夏蝉、抓蜻蜓 、逮蚂蚱、捉蝴蝶，在原野上、重林里 ，在烈日下 、雨帘中，忙得不亦乐乎，乐此不疲。记得小时候 ，一到夏天黄昏时分，我和妹妹便迫不及待地将院子打扫干净，把桌子、椅子、凳子搬到屋外，等着爸爸妈妈收工回来 ，一起在露天下共享晚餐 。暮色里，我和妹妹常常仰睡在饭桌上、长凳上，或手摇蒲扇 ，或闲啃着玉米 、瓜果之类的食物，仰望着天空，看归巢的鹭鸟从头顶上鸣叫着飞过、看遥远的星星在天上不停地闪烁……因为惦念着牛郎织女、宇宙星空 ，好奇着天上人间的秘密和传说，所以，我们常缠着大人们反复给我们讲述那一个个古老的民间故事 、传奇故事和童话故事。 夏天 ，也是爱美女性最钟爱的季节。当夏天来临，爱美的女子一个个如时装模特般，争先恐后地展示着自己的风姿 。她们 ，盈一眸明媚，展一丝妩媚，轻盈地走在夏日里，那五颜六色、风格迥异的衣裙如花绽放 ，让整个夏天变得格外美丽、精彩纷呈。 身处江南，心有宁静，则清凉一夏。心有安逸 ，则满街的路灯 、万家的灯火、漫天的星辰，都会为你描绘出风光无限的美丽画卷。待到稻花香时，你就能真真切切地去体会和感受 ，如辛弃疾词中提到的“明月别枝惊鹊,清风半夜鸣蝉 。稻花香里说丰年，听取蛙声一片”的深刻意境了。 江南夏天，没有春天的迷幻 ，没有冬天的苍凉，没有秋天的萧瑟，有的只是水意古城的含情脉脉 ，有的只是浮云来去的潇洒自在，有的只是如吉普赛女郎般的热情奔放。掀开夏的层层珠帘，移开夏的重纱屏障，沿着花开的方向 ，静静阅读夏天，你，一定会心情舒畅 ，快乐成行，若感恩一路遇见，置一份悠然于心里 ，那么，一切烦忧便都可化为浅酌低吟、轻舞飞扬 。 承载着春的生机，蕴酿着秋的成熟 ，夏天，是一个多彩的季节，更是一个多情的季节 ，夏天的一草一木 、一山一水，无不真实、无不灵动。在拂面的杨柳下，蘸一笔夏日炫彩的浓墨，把江南流泻的诗韵谱写成多情乐章。在涓涓的溪流边 ，拨拉几下夏天的琴弦，将一曲《梦里水乡》唱响在夏日江南 。这个夏天，让思绪染香 ，让梦想放飞在路上，去遇见一段红尘最美时光。 春去夏来，慢慢禅悟 ，拂去倦怠的心情，微笑走在夏天的风景里，让浪漫满怀、温馨满屋 ，解除禁锢，去迎接夏季的柳媚花明，感受夏景的别样风情 ，编织夏天的不朽童话，静候夏日的美丽相约。 ——文：雨袂独舞，雨袂独舞的文集《半帘烟雨》和《云水深处》已出版发行 。
When many people still want to hold the sleeves of the spring, when they don't want the spring, there is a vague of the wind that is vague in the wind. At this time, Jiangnan is already in the spring, and the four are gradually covered by Xia Guang. Unconsciously, the ink Jiangnan has "green trees and summer, the building is impressed into the pond". Condensing, here is clear water, the heron is flying, the wind flower shadow, the shallow summer color is over the wilderness, the stranger, the stone bridge, the water shore, and the land, moisturizing Liu Lane. Time stroll, walk through the spring of the spring, gorgeous, ushered in the summer fluffy, bright. Everyone knows that frogs and 鸣 will always be the most distinctive music in the summer, and warm, it is always the song of summer. Summer, there is a kind of encounter, not on the road, only in the heart. Rolling red dust, half a fireworks, half poetry, let yourself quietly in the hourglass, put down the impetuous heart, smell the lotus, with the breeze, the dance of the year, close the summer, the rhythm, the rhythm, the green rhythm Jiji, the unique scenery of the scenery, I believe this summer, there will be beautiful meet, happiness and happiness in the next stop. Although it is not as charming in the spring, the winter is pure, the autumn is mature, but the summer has unparalleled enthusiasm. It sometimes makes it, sometimes it is restrained, sometimes clear sky, sometimes the wind. It, personality does not loses romance, rough and no loss, hot and no poetry. To read the summer, I should find a quiet mountain forest, or find a elegant and gorgeous gapper, on the ya, or Liu Zhai, choose Qing Ning, the heart is quiet, quietly listening to the breeze to tell the summer story . "People are bitter, I love summer long." Let the spring, spring, spring rhyme, spring color all the memory, with a windy poetry, welcome the summer, hug in the summer, listen to the summer mysterious note, the seasons, the long sleeve, dance with the summer, On the road of Xia Guang overflow, go to the flowers, 蝶, go to chase the wind, fragrant. Will be lightly released in the heart, Yingxiang walks in the summer, let yourself return to it, you are like idling, swim in the moonlight and the star, pick up the summer dream, then slowly into Qing Qing Words ...
"The rainy sunrise in the east", the rain in the summer, such as the doll's face, the change is unpredictable, and I will hurry. It, sometimes the lazy pour, sometimes flexible, sometimes high, sometimes low, light rain is soft, Heavy rain is sweet, always, "noisen cuts and dismissions, big beads, jade". The rain dripped through the sky, dipped the ancient road, thick stone bridge, and tapping the wrong window, playing the long song of the year, and the fragmented voice falls into the heart, vivid and simple, fortune And beautiful. Because of the hot, the wind in the summer is particularly precious. When roasting in the sun, in the stuffy weather, there is a wind, and you will feel refreshed, and you are comfortable. When the summer of the summer is lightly climbed over the green vine, when the rose, when the wind bell is blown, some scenery has been written, and some passengers have created the legend. From the wind, with the taste of the summer gradually rendered, I really want to pick a light blue, on the green wave, take the Lanzhou, go to the quiet place, to pursue the clouds that scattered in the shape of the cloud . Summer is a season of love. Will swim, naked, even naked, and they have been active in the small river in the stream; not swimming, there is also a lot of music, they, catch the fire in the body, net summer, catch the ant , Catch a butterfly, in the wilderness, heavy forest, under the hot sun, the curtain is busy, the music is not tired. I remember when I was a child, I couldn't wait to clean the yard and moved the table, chairs, stools to the house, waiting for my father and mother, and shared dinner in the world. In the twilight, my and my sister often look back on the dinner table, on the bench, or hand shake the fans, or the food like corn and fruit, look up at the sky, look at the essay of the nest called from the top of the head Flying, watching distant stars whispering in the sky ... Because of the secret and legend of the cowherd, the universe, the universe, the secret and legend of the world, so we often pass the people to tell us about the ancient folk. Story, legendary stories and fairy tale. Summer, is also the favorite season of love beauty. When the summer is coming, the woman who loves beauty is like a fashion model, and it is rushing to show his own style. They, bright, show a charming, lightly walking in the summer, the five colorful, the dresses with different styles, make the whole summer become extra beautiful, exciting. In the south, the heart is quiet, then cool one summer. The heart is comfortable, then the street lights, the Wanjia's lights, the stars of the sky, will draw a scenery for you.Unlimited beautiful scroll. When you get the rice flower, you can really understand and feel, such as the "Ming Moon Branch" mentioned in the words "Ming Month, the breeze is half-night, and the rice flower is rich in Feng Yeng, listening to the frog sound" is profound. . Summer in Jiangnan, there is no spring, there is no winter desolate, there is no autumn bleak, some are just the feelings of the ancient city, and some are just floating clouds. Some is just like Gypsy. Unrestrained. Open the summer layer bead curtain, remove the heavy yarn barrier in the summer, walk in the direction of the flowers, quietly reading the summer, you will definitely feel comfortable, happy, if you are grateful, set a leisurely , Then, all the troubles can be turned into a light, and the light dance is flying. Carrying the life of the spring, the ripening of autumn, the summer is a colorful season, but also a passionate season, the summer of the summer, a mountain, a water, unreasonable, no fluctuations. Under the floating willow, 蘸,,,. 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐 乐In the sideline of the stream, let the strings of the summer of the summer, sing a song "Dream Water Township" in the summer Jiangnan. This summer, let the thoughts are fragrant, let the dreams go on the road, and meet a paragraph of red dust. Spring is coming to summer, slowly meditation, smile, smile, walk in the summer scenery, let the romantic, warm house, lift the imprisonment, to welcome the summer Liu Monghua, feel the different style of summer scenery, weaving Summer immortal fairy tales, waiting for the beauty of summer meet. - Wen: Rain is still dancing, and the rain danced alone dance "Half Curtain" and "Cloud Water Deep" have been published.
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