I sat on the shore, quietly feeling the beauty of the wind, water and all this.
East Lake is a huge artificial lake. It is beautiful, the beauty lies in size, the beauty lies in color, and the beauty lies in endless freedom. The whole park is surrounded by the East Lake, guarding it like a soldier. The lake is sparkling. From time to time, a few naughty fish jumped out of the water, revealing sparkling scales, and then fell, splashing and rippling. The lake is clear and green, and the whole lake is like a huge emerald, which is even more dazzling under the sunlight. I thought to myself: the environment here is really good! If I could be here every day, I would be a fairy!
Green, except that it can be found on the water. Shore is no exception. The grass on the shore is the most abundant. The grass is gathered together, clusters, clusters, how lovely! The breeze is blowing quietly, and the grass slowly shakes its soft body and dances its own "ballet" lightly on the clay stage. At the same time, willows comb their soft long hair in the breeze, let the wind blow away stains and troubles, and greet everyone who comes to East Lake with happiness.
God, it's so blue. I don't know why, as soon as I see the sky, I think of people's hearts-a place wider than the sky.
Cloud, the only color that adorns the sky, is unpredictable, but it adds a sense of mystery to the sky.
The beauty of East Lake is not only in appearance, but also in heart, so it is a kind of beauty, pure but the most shocking beauty!
Perhaps, people are like this!