有关夏天的英语日记（精选10篇）

　　The summer storms are fierce, they are so violent! At first, there was a small thunder, and the raindrop baby hid in the dark clouds, not letting people notice. Suddenly, the thunder grew louder, and raindrop babies fell from the dark clouds. With the thunder, small raindrops began to dive towards the ground. Not long after the attack, the ground became damp. But they still remained silent, quietly, gradually 'occupying' everything on this ground. People immediately opened their umbrellas and saw the ground colorful: red, white, purple, transparent... like colorful and vibrant mushrooms after rain. The sound of rain gradually changed from pitter patter to clatter, clatter... even stronger, like thousands of troops and horses



　　Summer is blue. I often follow my good friends in the swimming pool, chopping and chopping waves. The blue waves jump happily beside me, and my friends and I chase after each other. Occasionally, I hide underwater and secretly watch my friends anxiously search for me. Suddenly, I jump out of the water like a carp, leaving them stunned! When I am tired, I leisurely lie on the water, gazing at the blue sky and white clouds with ease



　　Summer is both black and red. That was after the exam, when it was dark and dark, and the dark clouds complemented my mother's dark face. Of course, if I perform well in the exam, my mother's face will also be blurred, and her smiling face will now be flushed with red light, like thousands of rosy rays in the sky.



　　So, my friend, I say summer is unpredictable!

　　Summer parks are joyful. Children play together, sweating profusely and taking a bath in the water. They are swimming like little ducks.



　　There are various types of vegetable gardens in summer. Cucumber, eggplant, tomato various. They are all rushing to grow on the hot sky. The fruit grows bigger and taller day by day, and the red pomegranate opens up a beautiful smile.



　　The forest in summer is cool. We went to play in the forest and I saw many small animals. You must bring some fruit when you go there, because when you get to the middle of the forest, there are some little monkeys that can't enter. You have to give them fruit to eat in order to let you in.



　　It's hot at home in summer, with the scorching sun shining inside, and ice cream making you eat enough. The watermelon with black and red flesh is very delicious.



　　The water surface in summer is calm. We took fishing rods to the water's edge to go fishing. After a while, a big fish took the bait and we tried to pull it up with a lot of force, but it exhausted us.



　　People in summer are happy. The boy was fishing at the water's edge, and the girl was playing rope skipping at the beach. Everyone was so tired that Mantou sweated.



　　I love this beautiful summer!

　　In early summer, a pool of lotus flowers bloomed, some were white, some were pink, and some were red. A gentle breeze blows by, and the lotus flowers sway gently in the breeze. If a strong wind blows by, a pool of lotus flowers will dance gracefully in the wind, which makes me both happy and love.



　　In early summer, the rain elves arrived and flew freely in the air one by one, then quietly landed on the earth, bringing coolness and joy with them. Look, in the drizzle, the crops have grown up. The leaves of sorghum were originally green, but now they have been washed away by rainwater and renewed. The farmers are laughing uncontrollably. The raindrops are falling even more joyfully.



　　In early summer, ants are going to move. They line up one by one, column by column, bringing their food and moving. People say, 'The light rain on Tianjie is as smooth as a pastry, and the grass looks distant but nearby.' When it comes to ants, it is: 'The light rain on Tianjie is as smooth as a pastry, and it's a good time for ants to move.' Ants move and find a good place to live.



　　The scenery in early summer is so beautiful. We can go out for a spring outing or observe the things in early summer along the way, and feel the beauty of early summer.

　　Amidst the sound of rain, I looked out the window and thought about the vegetables in the fields. I wondered if they would drown in the rain, and then I wondered if there might be terrifying phenomena such as mudslides in some places. I think light rain can nourish the earth, but heavy rain will only cause damage.



　　It rained intermittently, sometimes stopped, sometimes light, sometimes heavy. Originally, the rain had stopped, but I went out to play for a while and ended up with another shower. I really hate this rain, it tricked me out and almost turned into a drowned rat. I saw that the rain had eased a bit and went out with an umbrella. This time it's not a drenched chicken, but the rain is very heavy.



　　The rain finally stopped, the sun came out, and the sky changed its face. It used to have a straight face, but now a smile appeared



　　I understand that the reason for urban waterlogging is due to the rain from the sky, which makes it impossible for water to penetrate and form stagnant water. Severe waterlogging can lead to waterlogging, and the culprit is asphalt and cement roads. It is the inability of water to penetrate that causes this.



　　The rain in summer is really heavy, and urban waterlogging is the result of environmental damage.

　　Summer is here, who told you? Oh, it turns out to be beautiful butterflies one by one. They picked up the fragrant powder and flew around in the flowers. Sometimes dancing in the flowers, sometimes sucking powder in the stamens, like dancing girls.



　　Summer is here, who told you? Hey. It turns out to be lotus flowers blooming in the pond. The wind is coming, and the lotus flowers sway with the wind. It's really beautiful. When I read it, it reminds me of the poem by Xiaochi: The spring silently cherishes the gentle flow, the tree shade shines on the water and loves the clear and gentle. The up and coming lotus just bud; a dragonfly has already stood on it.



　　Summer is here, who told you? Oh, it turns out to be round and green big watermelons. The watermelon is also embedded with deep green patterns, which look like globes of varying depths reflecting each other from a distance. Cut it open and take a bite, it's sweet and refreshing, making people's mouths water onto their clothes.



　　Summer is here, who told you? Ah, it turns out to be cherry blossoms hanging all over the branches. They are crystal clear and translucent, like ruby gems, shining brightly in the sunlight. People know the beauty of their taste and the smoothness of their flesh, but they are a little reluctant to eat them, afraid of biting them.



　　Lovely summer, I love you!

　　In the morning, the countryside is quiet and peaceful. The sun god showed a red smile, and the chickens also got up from their sleep, chirping, urging their owners to get up too. I quickly got up and strolled along the field ridge in the cool morning breeze. Oh my god! Ducks have long been foraging, while cattle are leisurely grazing on the grassland. The trumpet flower perked up its waist with great spirit and blew its purple trumpet. They squeezed and touched each other one by one, showcasing their beautiful figure to the fullest. The shy honeysuckle on the side only showed a little yellow face, but the fragrance of the flowers was fragrant.



　　At noon, the countryside is lively. The sun shines brightly, roasting the earth. Zhi kept calling out from the tree, the majestic trumpet flower now drooping its head and listless. The villagers were enjoying the shade under the trees, exchanging their feelings of labor with each other. The cattle ran to the edge of the stream, enjoying the coolness of the water. There is also a group of ducks next to the stream, playing freely, flapping their wings and chirping joyfully from time to time.



　　In the evening, the countryside is gentle. At this moment, the sun gradually sets and has become a world of night fragrance. You see, they are dressing up one by one, ready to welcome the wind club. They use the dazzling sunset glow to make rouge and paint their beautiful faces red; Make a long skirt with golden sunlight and cover it with a flexible waist



　　Rural scenery, no matter when or what season, has a unique and charming scenery. As long as you are someone who loves life, you will surely be as intoxicated as I am.

　　The summer sun lacks the tenderness of spring, shining like a fiery ball on the earth, as if trying to release all its heat. It has softened the asphalt road, reddened the faces of pedestrians, made the trees afraid to sway, and even cracked the earth. It has poured a basin of water on the ground, and the earth has dried up and sucked clean.



　　In the vast fields, there is no breeze, and the green seedlings droop their heads listlessly; Frogs croak desperately by the edge of the field; The loach was also so hot that it rolled up and down in the ditch, blowing small bubbles.



　　The poplar leaves and loofah vines behind the house were hanging down from the sun, as if a group of children who had done something wrong were standing in front of the teacher with their heads down and ashamed. There is a big yellow dog lying at the door of the house, with long ears hanging down and a red tongue sticking out, panting heavily from the heat.



　　The orange trees, grapefruit trees, and persimmon trees in the orchard are different from others. The stronger the sunlight, the more energetic they are. The thick leaves are dark green, and the fruits under the leaves grow day by day, showing their tenacious vitality.



　　Moreover, under the sunshine, the pond was filled with lotus flowers. The flower bones, which were originally in bud overnight, bloomed brightly: jade white, pink, rose red... They were diverse and varied, some swaying in the wind, emitting a intoxicating fragrance, while others shyly hid under the lotus leaves. The lotus leaves, resembling large circular plates, are lush and verdant, attracting countless dragonflies, butterflies, and bees to sing and dance on the leaves.



　　Spring is the season for sowing, and summer is the season for all things to grow. Without sowing and cultivating in spring and summer, there would be no fruitful autumn.



　　The beauty of summer lies in its passionate and unrestrained nature, and in its fiery passion. It is precisely because of the passion of summer that autumn's rice waves roll, cotton fields snow, sorghum burns, soybeans smile, and persimmon trees are adorned with red lanterns



　　I love the beautiful summer!

　　Summer is a hot season. The sun is like a fireball, turning the world into a steaming kettle, scorching hot. The road surface was also scorched yellow, as if it was about to melt as soon as you walked on it. The leaves were so hot that they lowered their heads, and cicadas on the tree kept shouting 'hot'. The neighbor's little dog also stuck out its tongue, with sweat continuously dripping from it. People sweat like rain, summer is really hot!



　　Summer is a joyful season. Rural children can go fishing, shrimp catching, and swimming in the river. The children in the city come to the swimming pool. Look, there are so many people in the pool! Some are playing on the water slide, some are having water fights, some are diving on the springboard, and some are learning breaststroke... Everyone is swimming and playing in the water like fish, not to mention how happy they are!



　　Summer is a beautiful season. The children were eating ice cream, ice cream, and watermelon, blowing the air conditioning, and it was extremely cool! At night, children come to the courtyard or park to watch the stars, the moon, chase and play, while adults sit nearby to cool off and the elderly tell stories of their youth to the children. Summer is so beautiful!



　　I love summer, love its heat, love its happiness, love its beauty.

　　Just awakened in the embrace of spring, and then walked into the passion of summer. After dinner one day, my mother and I went for a walk outside the door. There were several cicadas on the plum tree in front of the door, chirping incessantly. We also heard the little frogs in the pond croaking incessantly. I remember Su Shi's saying, 'In the season of Huangmei, it rains in every house, and frogs are everywhere in the green grass and pond.'. Seeing the willows in front of the door no longer scattered like stars, but green willows providing shade, one can enjoy the cool breeze. With a gentle breeze, the willows sway their slender and long branches, like a little girl's braid fluttering, which looks really beautiful. Looking at the lotus leaves again, they are no longer sharp buds, but umbrellas held up by the lake, swaying and protecting the small lotus flowers below. Summer is a quiet and peaceful girl, shining on all the creatures on the earth; Sometimes it's also a hot tempered bad boy, sprinkling water on the eaves of others; Sometimes it's like a young and energetic hairy guy, insisting on lowering the fruity aroma of the plant before giving up.



　　Sometimes summer is peaceful, gentle and kind. The gentle rain nourishes everything and moistens the dry earth. The rumbling thunder reminds people even more that summer is coming, summer is coming. A peaceful summer, a peaceful night, everything is so beautiful, so harmonious

　　Looking around, the mountains and fields are covered in lush green trees, as if a layer of green has draped over them, making me feel relaxed and happy! On the roadside, under the bridge, under the eaves, green and lush weeds grow everywhere, including dandelions, dogtail grass, and various unnamed small grasses, swaying freely and happily in the wind.



　　But the summer season is also a season of scorching sun, whether it is humans or animals, they are all tormented by this tedious heat. Walking on the rural 'small road', fortunately there are plenty of shade trees to escape the heat, and the cicadas on the trees are constantly chirping 'cicadas, cicadas', what a beautiful scene of' cicadas making noise in the forest '!



　　Summer in my hometown is a season of abundant fruits, such as watermelon, cantaloupe, peaches, plums, and many others. What I love is coming to my grandfather's watermelon field, sitting in the cool shed, picking a ripe melon from the field, and my dad easily chopped it open with a knife. I then picked up half of the melon and ate it to my heart's content



　　At night, that's the gospel of summer in my hometown! Because we will move a cool chair outside the door to enjoy the cool breeze, while watching the stars in the sky and chasing the fireflies flying everywhere. What a romantic summer night!



　　This is the beautiful summer in my hometown!