A Late Summer Day

Time flies as water flooring from the upstream to the earth. When you are young, just like the small stream, you're growing up with those tiny drops concentrated on and on. After adolescence, I dare say you are still a young man, but obliging to bare so many responsibilities, to face the difficulties come across you. Then you have a moment, a power, like those water drops transformed into a current. Now you can conquer life to a certain degree.

I love the summer. Summer is not a time of a year, is a state of mind. Summer means prosperous and booming, after a whole long recovery from winter to spring, we now can see the flourishing of flowers, and our life. During the long summer day, we can enjoy the longest daytime and revel in the day under the sun greedily.

I love summer, not only because it can warm my cold and lazy body, but to call on my ambition to fight for what I long for——that thing I have passion about and would like strike for it with my whole rest courage.

I love summer and I do fear about the winter coming next, but no one can deny and reject the rule of nature. While I can't foresee tomorrow, how could I predict the days after the days?

When I grab the sunshine rapaciously, how dare I want it to warm my heart again? People who always have energy and passion about what they do, their job, and their life, there must be an everlasting summer inside his/her body. Now look at me, too suffer to bear the pain I have, too hungry to obtain the knowledge impatiently, life seems unclean like a raining and rushing hour.

But I also look for harvest, the time of gold and clean, that I could receive what I sow before summer. In every human nature, we want instant feedback, not the longest time we can't endure. How could it be in any possibility that one's sowing a bean in spring and payoff the food before the fall? So, I am waiting for the autumn coming about, that would be a true sweet dream that happened within my expectation. Yes, I can achieve, to the peak of my life.

Pouring outside, the rain seems entertained in his late summer day, naughtily cheer for the merely remained summer. Time is not on my side, the only illusion I still keep in the late summer day, I could share this moment for you and revive in the next summer.