Summer color Summer garden, strawberries are more and more fruitful every day, from a few to a dozen, and now it is a large plate. In the early morning, a little red shadow flashed among the dark green leaves of the strawberry, that one

Summer colors

In the small summer garden, the strawberries are getting more and more every day, from a few to a dozen, and now it is a big plate. In the early morning, a little red shadow flashed among the dark green leaves of the strawberries, and the strawberries that were stained with water beads were ripe until they touched the juice.

Every evening, Mr. Li would ride to the small garden to pick strawberries. When I came back from work, he was already showering in the bathroom. After changing my shoes, I habitually looked at the table, where there must be a plate of bright red.

The small pits on the strawberries are like laughing swirls full of red wine. Every time I ate a strawberry, it was as if I was kissing her smile. In the small garden at this time, the spring red has given up, the swallows have gone, and the greenery dominates everything. As a result, this little strawberry red score is extraordinarily beautiful. In fact, at this time, the strawberries began to attract much attention, although the cycle was only a dozen days.

The green that can match the strawberry is garlic moss. The moss that had just been extracted from the pale green garlic leaves, the bright green section in the middle was like a lake of water, and there was only a faint green mark in the jade-like white at both ends. Garlic moss, like a green-shirted dancer at the end of the curtain, leaned gracefully. At this time, although the small garden has thousands of greens, the beanstalk leaves are dry, the eggplant leaves are green a little reluctantly, the pepper leaves are too young, and the green of the garlic leaves is coated with a layer of white, which is not as green as garlic moss, green is transparent, and green is pure.

On the timber truck in front of the gas station, the big poplar tree was cut into sections and lay quietly. How many years did it take for it to grow so thick? Ten years or decades? It is about to leave its homeland, where is it going to be transported? What is it used for? Nothing is known. But I clearly saw its green branches, although there were only a few pitiful branches, which were incomparable with the green shade of the past; But stubbornly walk all the way, and do not fear the road ahead of them. I have a lot of respect.

The pink flowers in the roadside flower box are thin and vivid. Dust fell, although bright no longer, but to passers-by a little delicate. A flower that blooms on the side of the road has also decorated the world.