夏总是来得很早,像猫一样踩着轻盈的步子,充满着孤独与神秘。夏是热情奔放的。瞧,那辛勤劳作的农民,在炙热的阳光下忙碌着。他们戴着草帽,弯着腰,尽管额头上冒出豆大的汗珠,尽管衣衫早已湿透,可脸上却始终洋溢着笑容,因为他们知道,付出就会有结果。偶尔拂过几阵清风,让人心旷神怡。尽管没有秋的宁静,但夏的欢腾别有一番味道。 Summer always comes early, stepping on light steps like a cat, full of loneliness and mystery. Summer is passionate. Well, the hard-working farmers are busy in the hot sun. They wore straw hats and bent over, despite the large beading of beans on their foreheads. Although their clothes were already wet, their faces were always filled with smiles because they knew that giving would result. Occasionally a few breeze blowing, people feel good. Although there is no quiet autumn, the joy of summer does not have a taste.