Less than 100 meters from the nearest school gate, a few people are out of the noise of this world.
The bushes on both sides are lush and shady, and under the folded arms, the time in the park is quiet and the years are safe, only the hurried footsteps of pedestrians and _ _ _
Although it is not as mysterious as Zhen's straying into the dreamland, he can come to such an environment, and his impetuousness and troubles have become quicksand involved in clear water and gradually settled down.
It's getting late, the twilight is getting thicker, and the heat in Xia Meng has not dissipated. Trees and grass in summer, pavilions and pavilions in the park are all changed into dark evening dresses, leaving the music of cicadas and bamboo chords made by frogs.
Birds are different after all. They were homesick and suddenly disappeared into the twilight without a trace.
It was not until the night light round like a bud on the roadside that I accidentally caught a glimpse of one or two sleepy birds sitting safely on the edge of the lampshade, not afraid to disturb pedestrians. But on second thought, whether it is a student or a tourist, I probably can't bear to destroy this antique.
Go to the fork in the road and you will see the famous unnamed lake. It's refreshing to stop by the lake and feel the breezy evening breeze blowing from the lake.
In the evening, there is no clear water floating on the unnamed lake, only the golden color cast by the sunset. As soon as the breeze blows, ripples appear on the lake, just like a fish covered with golden scales, swimming freely, taking all the fatigue with it, and I don't know where it went.
As the dusk deepened, Robinia pseudoacacia and willow trees with lush foliage on the shore followed the footsteps of the night more anxiously than the sky, and suddenly became mottled shadows.
The lake and sky surrounded by trees became the brightest place at this moment, just like two bronze mirrors complement each other, and at the same time played a color-changing trick, from cold sapphire to warm orange, and finally turned gray and dark together.
Blending with the shadow of the surrounding lake shore, it seems to be approaching people. Our nap by the lake is over.
This visual effect is very hazy.
Isn't the evening scenery very sad?
By the dim light of the street lamp, enter a secluded path by the lake. There are patches of bamboo forests in the path, and a few pine trees are faintly visible in the distance. Pine trees in the distance embrace bamboo forests nearby. From a distance, the bamboo shadows are uneven, dark green, with staggered slabs at the foot and dark moss marks. Even the air is filled with the fragrance of pine and bamboo, which makes people stop for a moment. Close your eyes and listen to the breeze passing through the treetops, the swaying sound of pine and bamboo, and take a deep breath to nourish your heart and spleen. For a time, you are infatuated and linger.
Happy time always flies, and night falls unconsciously. Our group reluctantly bid farewell to Peking University immersed in the night.