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The summer vacation is the day I look forward to the most. The two-month vacation is enough for me to have a good time. The older children led us to play in the fields and rivers. When we were tired, we went straight to find a barley stack, lay down on the barley stack and slept, sinking softly into it. What can I do if I don't sleep for a lot of time? The afternoon sun was warm but not harsh, making people feel warm all over. However, although the wheat stack is good, it cannot be climbed with brute force. There was a child who pulled the wheat stack and collapsed. The owner of the wheat stack could not find out who it was. They grabbed us who were bathing in the river and trained everyone. . I often lie on the wheat stack, stretch out my arm and expose it to the sun, and then boldly imagine that the whole arm is illuminated with translucent light, as if I can see the blood running. My whole summer was spent lying on the wheat stack, watching the time flow quietly like that. "What's wrong with that cloud? Are you unhappy?" My brother climbed up the wheat stack with difficulty, and asked me, pointing to a solitary cloud above his head. "Don't worry, it'll be fine as soon as the wind blows." As soon as he spoke, a gust of wind blew from out of nowhere, blowing over the wheat stack with a little coolness. We watched the large clouds roll back and forth in the sky, and the solitary cloud that was worried about by the younger brother was also blown into the large army. A pair of invisible hands rubbed the cloud into a ball and pressed it against the sun, and the sky turned cloudy, and it was only when the cloud walked away from the sun contentedly that it cleared up again. We just sat on the wheat stack and played house, a simple game that could last a summer vacation.
Tired of playing, we lay on the wheat stack and got sleepy in the sun, and turned over to sleep. The boy who was slightly older than us was sitting at the outermost edge of the wheat stack. Because he had been helping the family farm all summer vacation, his arms were tanned, in stark contrast to the white and tender upper body who had been covering his upper body in the classroom for half a semester. But back and forth every year, don't worry about it, when the school starts again, the black arm will come back in vain. The younger brother's back was bare, and his skin was a little sticky due to sweating, and there were smashed wheat straws sticking all over his back, and his tender skin didn't feel panicked. At this time, the clouds in the sky are neatly arranged like fish scales. When the wind blows, the clouds move forward, like fish swimming slowly in the water. What marvelous forces of nature must have driven them. When I woke up, I didn't know where the cloud had been blown, and the sky was clear and bright, making people feel refreshed. When I was in junior high school, there was an article called "Looking at the Clouds to Know the Weather". In class, the teacher asked everyone if they had seen all kinds of clouds. I was too excited and wanted to express myself. In the silent classroom, I shouted, "I have seen it!" The long-sounding voice shouted "Look--have--" I was invited to speak on the stage, but unfortunately the language at that time was too poor, so I stood up and showed everyone what it means to be "incoherent", and then I sat down. .
The summer vacation is the day I look forward to the most. The two-month vacation is enough for me to have a good time. The older children led us to play in the fields and rivers. When we were tired, we went straight to find a barley stack, lay down on the barley stack and slept, sinking softly into it. What can I do if I don't sleep for a lot of time? The afternoon sun was warm but not harsh, making people feel warm all over. However, although the wheat stack is good, it cannot be climbed with brute force. There was a child who pulled the wheat stack and collapsed. The owner of the wheat stack could not find out who it was. They grabbed us who were bathing in the river and trained everyone. . I often lie on the wheat stack, stretch out my arm and expose it to the sun, and then boldly imagine that the whole arm is illuminated with translucent light, as if I can see the blood running. My whole summer was spent lying on the wheat stack, watching the time flow quietly like that. "What's wrong with that cloud? Are you unhappy?" My brother climbed up the wheat stack with difficulty, and asked me, pointing to a solitary cloud above his head. "Don't worry, it'll be fine as soon as the wind blows." As soon as he spoke, a gust of wind blew from out of nowhere, blowing over the wheat stack with a little coolness. We watched the large clouds roll back and forth in the sky, and the solitary cloud that was worried about by the younger brother was also blown into the large army. A pair of invisible hands rubbed the cloud into a ball and pressed it against the sun, and the sky turned cloudy, and it was only when the cloud walked away from the sun contentedly that it cleared up again. We just sat on the wheat stack and played house, a simple game that could last a summer vacation.
Tired of playing, we lay on the wheat stack and got sleepy in the sun, and turned over to sleep. The boy who was slightly older than us was sitting at the outermost edge of the wheat stack. Because he had been helping the family farm all summer vacation, his arms were tanned, in stark contrast to the white and tender upper body who had been covering his upper body in the classroom for half a semester. But back and forth every year, don't worry about it, when the school starts again, the black arm will come back in vain. The younger brother's back was bare, and his skin was a little sticky due to sweating, and there were smashed wheat straws sticking all over his back, and his tender skin didn't feel panicked. At this time, the clouds in the sky are neatly arranged like fish scales. When the wind blows, the clouds move forward, like fish swimming slowly in the water. What marvelous forces of nature must have driven them. When I woke up, I didn't know where the cloud had been blown, and the sky was clear and bright, making people feel refreshed. When I was in junior high school, there was an article called "Looking at the Clouds to Know the Weather". In class, the teacher asked everyone if they had seen all kinds of clouds. I was too excited and wanted to express myself. In the silent classroom, I shouted, "I have seen it!" The long-sounding voice shouted "Look--have--" I was invited to speak on the stage, but unfortunately the language at that time was too poor, so I stood up and showed everyone what it means to be "incoherent", and then I sat down. .
But I really saw a lot of different clouds, and I also saw a lot of dragonflies near the wheat stacks. In the evening, dragonflies began to appear in groups, flying vigorously near the wheat stacks. I jumped off the wheat stack with one stride, ran quickly behind the wheat stack, swiftly removed a bamboo pole from the big broom, bent it into a circle, tied the thin and tough wicker to the bamboo circle, and then ran to the stone below. In the pile, he poked around, so as to wind up many spider webs, and in this way it became a web of sticky dragonflies. When everyone had made the dragonfly sticky net, the big broom with dense branches turned into a bare wooden stick. It is easy to be beaten and scolded by doing this, and it is generally not recommended for everyone to try. Dragonflies have very thin wings. When I didn't know the idiom "Thin like a cicada's wings", I had a very intuitive understanding of these four characters. The dragonfly's body is illuminated by the setting sun, and its four wings are like fog. If you look closely, the wings really seem to have no shadow.
But I really saw a lot of different clouds, and I also saw a lot of dragonflies near the wheat stacks. In the evening, dragonflies began to appear in groups, flying vigorously near the wheat stacks. I jumped off the wheat stack with one stride, ran quickly behind the wheat stack, swiftly removed a bamboo pole from the big broom, bent it into a circle, tied the thin and tough wicker to the bamboo circle, and then ran to the stone below. In the pile, he poked around, so as to wind up many spider webs, and in this way it became a web of sticky dragonflies. When everyone had made the dragonfly sticky net, the big broom with dense branches turned into a bare wooden stick. It is easy to be beaten and scolded by doing this, and it is generally not recommended for everyone to try. Dragonflies have very thin wings. When I didn't know the idiom "Thin like a cicada's wings", I had a very intuitive understanding of these four characters. The dragonfly's body is illuminated by the setting sun, and its four wings are like fog. If you look closely, the wings really seem to have no shadow.
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