Frustrated by the summer sun

Goodbye to the hot spring sun, the summer sun comes back bright, fresh, full of good energy. The clear sunshine brings us a little anxiety, a little nostalgia for the past summers.
In the morning, wake up, a few rays of young sunlight slip through the bars of the door, illuminating on a rustic ceramic vase with lily-of-the-valley lotus flowers emitting a pure and gentle fragrance. Stepping down into the small garden, the sun shines through the leaves, illuminating the small garden behind the house. It seems that the beautiful small flowers in the garden also become full of life when summer comes. Soft purple heart tamarind flowers show off their pure white jasmine flowers. The dragon’s claw gently spread the first green flowers peeking in the canopy of leaves.

Illustration. Summer sunshine roams the streets. The sun shines on the brilliant red phoenix flowers. The sun danced and swayed with the sound of cicadas on the cool green leaves. From time to time, a tinkling cicada resounds like the conductor of a summer choir. Walking on the street, the petals of ivory-white alligator flowers gently let go in the wind, carpeting the pavement. The sweet and sour crocodile scent is reminiscent of love. Sometimes, the sun warms up what seems to have cooled down. Just a drop of sunshine next to a cup of coffee makes the couple suddenly smile when they spread their hands to catch the sun. That’s right, the sun always warms up the old days, reminds us of the brilliant youth of May. At noon, the sun was a bit harsher. The surface of the road was steaming hot, making the backs of the clothes of street vendors, motorbike taxis… wet with sweat. They are still busy making a living in the summer sun. There are mothers who carry the future of their children’s education on their shoulders and carry street vendors. They roam and crept into small alleys, collecting every change to light up their children’s dreams. In the afternoon, we step out to the outskirts of the city, trying to shine in the afternoon on the rolling rice fields like water waves. The scent of rice is carried by the wind… spreading far… so tenderly with the remaining sun drops. In the windy sky, the sound of kite flutes and the clear laughter of children flying kites. The sun brings us back to the land of carefree memories with summer holidays filled with joy and children’s games. There are summer afternoons hiding with you to catch ticks, fly kites, pick phoenix flowers, chestnut flowers… When you come back, apologize to your mother, but then after a few days, you will be busy following you. Remember, every summer, the sun lit up her mother’s bright smile when she first received news that her son had passed the university entrance exam. And… one day, the sun sparkled in tears of joy, tearing up the day I left my son to study abroad. This summer has been special as we put all of our vacation plans in a remote area and stay at home. The epidemic is like a whirlwind that comes with many consequences. Each person restrained themselves, put down their wishes to go out, to the street, to travel… to protect themselves and their families. In life, there are times when we encounter difficulties and adversity, we feel like we want to give up everything. But always keep the warm sunshine, optimism in your heart to go through the storm. The sparkling sun brings us excitement, ignites the belief that we will go through the difficult days. Let’s watch the summer sun through the windows and hope for all the good things of the coming summers…