Summer: "The summer sunshine is scorching, shining down on the earth as if it wants to roast everything. The cicadas on the trees keep chirping, as if complaining about the hot weather. In the pond, lotus leaves are abundant, and the lotus flowers stand gracefully, with their pink petals appearing particularly stunning under the sunlight. A gentle breeze blows, the lotus leaves sway, and the lotus flowers also dance gracefully, releasing bursts of fragrance."
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Summer: "The summer sunshine is scorching, shining down on the earth as if it wants to roast everything. The cicadas on the trees keep chirping, as if complaining about the hot weather. In the pond, lotus leaves are abundant, and the lotus flowers stand gracefully, with their pink petals appearing particularly stunning under the sunlight. A gentle breeze blows, the lotus leaves sway, and the lotus flowers also dance gracefully, releasing bursts of fragrance."