The pace of entering the middle of summer is hurried, like a passer-by who is in a hurry, and it is not stopping to enter July. Unconsciously, the hibiscus flowers on the side of the road bloomed again, and the flowers bloomed so beautifully, like a national color
author：Zhang Guangzhai
The pace of entering the middle of summer is hurried, like a passer-by who is in a hurry, and it is not stopping to enter July. Unconsciously, the hibiscus flowers on the side of the road bloom again, and the flowers bloom so beautifully, just like the peony fragrance of the national color, which is refreshing! Sigh:
In July, the sun is scorching, and the hibiscus flowers bloom again;
The green leaves are lush and full of branches.
The pace of entering the middle of summer is hurried, like a passer-by who is in a hurry, and it is not stopping to enter July. Unconsciously, the hibiscus flowers on the side of the road bloomed again, and the flowers bloomed so beautifully, like a national color
The pace of entering the middle of summer is hurried, like a passer-by who is in a hurry, and it is not stopping to enter July. Unconsciously, the hibiscus flowers on the side of the road bloomed again, and the flowers bloomed so beautifully, like a national color
The pace of entering the middle of summer is hurried, like a passer-by who is in a hurry, and it is not stopping to enter July. Unconsciously, the hibiscus flowers on the side of the road bloomed again, and the flowers bloomed so beautifully, like a national color
The pace of entering the middle of summer is hurried, like a passer-by who is in a hurry, and it is not stopping to enter July. Unconsciously, the hibiscus flowers on the side of the road bloomed again, and the flowers bloomed so beautifully, like a national color
The pace of entering the middle of summer is hurried, like a passer-by who is in a hurry, and it is not stopping to enter July. Unconsciously, the hibiscus flowers on the side of the road bloomed again, and the flowers bloomed so beautifully, like a national color
The pace of entering the middle of summer is hurried, like a passer-by who is in a hurry, and it is not stopping to enter July. Unconsciously, the hibiscus flowers on the side of the road bloomed again, and the flowers bloomed so beautifully, like a national color
The pace of entering the middle of summer is hurried, like a passer-by who is in a hurry, and it is not stopping to enter July. Unconsciously, the hibiscus flowers on the side of the road bloomed again, and the flowers bloomed so beautifully, like a national color
The pace of entering the middle of summer is hurried, like a passer-by who is in a hurry, and it is not stopping to enter July. Unconsciously, the hibiscus flowers on the side of the road bloomed again, and the flowers bloomed so beautifully, like a national color
The pace of entering the middle of summer is hurried, like a passer-by who is in a hurry, and it is not stopping to enter July. Unconsciously, the hibiscus flowers on the side of the road bloomed again, and the flowers bloomed so beautifully, like a national color
