景

At the beginning of wild flowers, all opened, red, purple, pink, yellow, 
like a green carpet at the bright spots in large, Swarms of bees in the 
flowers from the busy sucking, zygomorphic, hard to fly.
Midsummer, hot days only dare even dragonfly with shade, as if afraid to
 fly in sunshine hurt his wings.
Without air, no clouds wind, head round sun, all the trees all slouched 
and lazily stood there.
July WaLan midsummer, WaLan sky without a cloud, the hot sun parched the
 earth, the water in the river, the ground soil hot smoke.