夏日的叶子总是郁郁葱葱，少了几分青涩，多了几分厚重，就像我对你的心意越久越浓。
Summer leaves are always lush, less green, more thick, like me to your heart more and more.
风来时叶子尽情地舞动，可我知道它不是在跳舞，它是在动情地诉说对季节的倾慕。
When the wind comes, the leaves dance to their hearts content, but I know it is not dancing, it is in the sentimental love of the season.
夏日里还是更喜欢自然风，充满柔情，带着季节的芬芳，如同你迎面走来，长发飞扬。
In summer, I prefer the natural wind, full of tenderness, with the fragrance of the season, as you walk towards me, long hair flying.
夏日里的野草总是疯长的厉害，它们努力地向上，一点点靠近阳光，这多么像我对你的痴迷，有着一样的坚定不移。
In the summer, the weeds always grow violently, they try hard to rise, a little bit closer to the sun, how this is like my obsession with you, have the same firm.
树不语，深深地恋着大地，我没有过多的语言，就这样一直陪着你。
The tree does not speak, deeply loves the earth, I do not have much language, so has been with you.
鸟儿飞过天空，我听到了白云心动的声音，或许这就是爱情。
The bird flies the sky, I heard the white cloud cardiac voice, perhaps this is love.
风是天空对大地的情话，摇曳出四季，只为更好地表达，所以心意可以一样，一次又一次不同的表达。
The wind is the sky to the earth, swaying out of the four seasons, just to better express, so mind can be the same, again and again different expression.
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