有关七月的英文诗 July, the month of summer’s sway, When days are bold and nights are gay, A time of warmth and endless play, With sun’s embrace upon each day. The seventh month, with skies so blue, Where dreams take root, and hopes renew, A canvas set for joys and laughter, Where memories are painted forever after. July, when nature blooms in splendor, Fields of green, and flowers tender, Whispers of bees fill the air, A symphony of life beyond compare. In this month, the sun does shine, Its golden rays, a gift divine, Caressing skin, igniting fire, Filling hearts with true desire. July, a time for sandy shores, And waves that crash like distant roars, The ocean calls with its salty might, Inviting swimmers to take flight. Children laugh, building castles grand, Running freely on the golden sand, With buckets full of dreams and shells, Their innocence, beyond what time tells. July, a month for love to soar, With moonlit walks along the shore, As stars ignite the velvet sky, Two souls entwined, no need to ask why. Hand in hand, they walk the night, Their love, a flame burning bright, Together, they create their story, Promising eternal love and glory. July, a month for celebration, Flags unfurled, in every nation, Independence, unity, and pride, A time to honor those who've died. Fireworks light up the inky sky, Colors dancing, reaching high, A chorus of cheers, a collective awe, United in peace, leaving all in awe. July, a month for searing heat, A reminder that time does fleet, Days are longer, nights are brief, Reminding us of life’s relief. It is in this month we find our groove, Rekindling passions, making each move, To embrace the joy that life unveils, With open hearts and endless trails. July, a month to slow our pace, To savor moments, embrace each trace, Of a season that’s 本文来源：https://www.wddqw.com/doc/6578e25f29f90242a8956bec0975f46527d3a7b8.html