In summer, it is not possible without ice cream,
In summer, without ice cream, the happy and leisurely summer vacation will be overshadowed,
Summer is my favorite season. Perhaps the biggest reason is that colorful ice cream!
Yes, the summer without ice cream is boring.
Hold a crispy cone, or eat a double-ball vanilla ice cream in a crystal-clear glass bowl at an ice cream parlour, and taste the ice cream elegantly with a bite and a small silver spoon
Ice cream has always been a favorite of girls with a romantic mood,
With ice cream sticks or chocolate crispy ice cream, under the dazzling summer sun, it unveiled a sweet and happy mood.
Naive and innocent girls love ice cream, why aren't they sentimental and sad girls?
Ice cream, the original ice cream was pure white,
You are willing to make it colorful, let it present your happy little mood everywhere, you can,
You are willing to make it fresh and simple, and let it bring you the slightest sorrow of sadness, as well.
In summer streets, there are pretty girls licking ice cream everywhere.
The sun is shining, and the ice cream, there is a drop, the translucent liquid slips off the ice cream ball,
The innocent children smiled at the right time, licked a big sip on it,
Which sentimental girl, when seen, would think it was the tears of ice cream,
Tears of ice cream, love of ice cream.
Who said that ice cream will not have tears, although it is the spokesperson of gorgeous summer,
Summer is indeed beautiful, but the enthusiastic summer has sad ice cream.
Ice-cold indifference, pure white and extremely dim,
No amount of jam and chocolate can hide the cold heart of ice cream.
It will always be the foil of beautiful summer days,
Ice cream is also inseparable from summer.
In the hands of the girls, the ice cream felt warm,
I wonder if it's sad or moved,
In short, it's crying.
Ice cream is fragile and sensitive,
A dazzling flash of sunlight,
It started to melt,
Maybe no one noticed it was crying,
The noble woman who was neglected is a bit like ice cream.
At this moment, looking at the sweet ice cream again, my heart filled with inexplicable emotions,
Which girl between us,
Is that pure and fragile ice cream?