A poem describing the West Lake after the rain
A peak and a tall man, two people talking to each other. There is a West Lake here, and I refuse to go there.
(Two peaks stand in the clouds)
The lake air is as cold as ice, and the moonlight is lighter than snow. If you are willing to abandon Three Pools, people in Hangzhou will not look at the moon.
(Three Ponds Reflect the Moon)
The tall willows shade the long embankment, and the waning moon is omitted. Walking lamely on the loose sand, it seems that I am walking on snow.
(Remaining snow on the broken bridge)
The night air is as thick as the south screen, and the light mist is as thin as paper. The bell sounds from above, crossing the empty river at night.
(Nanping Evening Bell)
Smoke and willows curtain the peach blossoms, and red jade sinks into the autumn water. Wen was very weak all night, and Xi Shi just got up from bed.
(Su Di Chunxiao)
There is a slight blush on the cheeks, and Xie Yi smiles. What is the drunken lotus? The warm wind is like wine.
(Fenghe in Quyuan)
The deep willow calls the oriole, and the clear sound enters the green sky. If you have a poetic heart, you should not compare it to advocacy.
(The orioles are heard in the willow waves)
The ruined pagoda is near the lake shore, looking slumped like a drunken man. Strange feelings are in the rubble, why use artificial intelligence.
(Leifeng sunset)
The bright moon is seen in the autumn sky, and the cold air enters Lingao. Listen quietly to the solitary flying goose, its voice is light and high in the sky.
(Pinghu Qiuyue)
I deeply hate the release pond and created a fish prison for no reason. Come to Huagang today, are you willing to be restrained by others?
(Watching fish in Huagang)
Farewell at West Lake
Tang Bai Juyi
Journey The scenery is miserable, the wind and smoke are blowing, and the sound of the ancestral tent is swallowed by the orchestra.
Cui Dai is not required to stay with Wu Ma, Huang En is only allowed to stay for three years.
Singing mats are spread under the shade of green vines, and prostitute boats are moored among red lotus flowers.
I look back in love everywhere, but the hardest part is the lakeside.
Return to Hangzhou
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
After leaving the mountains and rivers of Qiantang, he did not drink much and lazily recited poems.
I want to convey this intention back to the West Lake and report it to the wind and moon in the West Lake.
Send a title to Yuhang County Tower and submit it to Pei Shijun
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
His official career was twenty years old, and his official career was thirty autumns.
Hangzhou is the most memorable place for the mountains and rivers.
The end of Beiguo Sand Embankment and the head of West Lake's stone bank.
The green cup sees off guests in the spring, and the red candle returns to the boat at night.
I don’t dare to say my last love, but I miss my old travels.
Pingjun recited this sentence and addressed it to Wangtao Tower.
Li Shangshu of Xichuan visited the West Lake in Hanzhou in the slightest month.
Liu Yuxi of Tang Dynasty
At night in Hanchuan, the wood fell, and the jade hook hung in the West Lake. The flags surround the water, and the boat floats in the middle of the current.
My eyes are thinking about the past, and my spiritual friendship is like swimming. The Yao Qin has been extinct for a long time, and the rhyme of the pine trees has been sad since autumn.
Yingzhou engages in a banquet at the West Lake Pavilion
Xuhun of the Tang Dynasty
I don’t know how to return to the banquet at the West Lake Pavilion, just sing a song and drink a glass of wine.
The city is surrounded by the setting sun and you can hear the sound of drums and horns, and the temple is facing the autumn water and you can see the towers.
There are still noisy cicadas in Orchid Hall, but there are few people in Guijie and birds come here.
I just want to drive through Gongluo, where frost chrysanthemums are blooming around the pond.
Picture of Fishing in Fenxi River
Luoyin of the Tang Dynasty
When Lu Wang showed his temples, no one could fish with straight hooks in the country.
If the students are on the West Lake, they must also provide fish for the envoys.
Farewell to the West Lake
Li Shen of the Tang Dynasty
The plum leaves beside the lake are withered, and the two birds on the waves are lonely.
It is easy to lose the flowers when passing the music on a blowpipe, and it is difficult to fly the feathers when learning from a loom.
The snow deceives the calyx in early spring, and the falcons fly in the deep autumn to brush the green leaves.
The colorful hair has no place to go, and it has become a sad and sad farewell bridge.
Titled Lin'an Residence
Song Linsheng
Outside the Qingshan Tower outside the mountain, when will the singing and dancing in the West Lake be closed?
The warm breeze makes tourists drunk, and they mistake Hangzhou for Bianzhou. Poems describing the scenery of the West Lake
"Poetry describing the scenery of the West Lake: The West Lake at Night" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
The boundless water is boundless, and the lotus blooms at night and is fragrant with the wind.
Gradually, I saw the lights coming out of the distant temple, and when the moon was dark, I could see the light of the lake.
"Opening the West Lake" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
Great men do not ask for more when making plans, and things are decided by themselves.
It is still green and pure even if the turtles and fish are released, and it is willing to allow Xiaowei to block the front slope.
No one can continue the good things once, even a hundred-foot cliff can be polished off.
The stars in the sky are also happy, the moon is shining and bathing in golden waves.
"The Tomb of King Yue'e" by Zhao Zi'ang of the Yuan Dynasty
The grass on the tomb of King E is separated, and the desolate and stone beasts are in danger in the autumn.
The monarchs and ministers who crossed the southern border despised the country, and the fathers and elders of the Central Plains looked at the flags.
What's the point of lamenting when the hero is dead? The world will be divided and divided.
Don’t sing this song to the West Lake. The scenery of the water and the mountains is so sad.
"Remembering the West Lake" Ming Zhang Huangyan
I met the West Lake in my dream, but when I woke up, it was blurry.
The high tomb of Wu Mulian and Zhongsu built a new temple.
"Miscellaneous Poems on the West Lake" by Huang Ren of the Qing Dynasty
Pay attention to the visitors entering the painting, and the embroidery on the balcony and the carpet are wrong.
The Song family had thousands of miles of Central Plains land and won ten hectares of lakes in Qiantang.
"I heard that I went to Sanmen Bay and forced three warships to force you in Zhejiang Province" by Qing Kang Youwei
In the desolate Baima City, I played the flute and dreamed of six bridges in the West Lake.
Who can claim this wonderful country? The roar of the waves breaks the tide in Zhejiang.
"Nanyou Yincao" Modern and Contemporary Yu Dafu
The thirty-six majestic peaks of Wuyi and the nine-curved clear stream are different.
If you look at the landscape from a strange place, the West Lake will always look like a small family
"West Lake" by Ouyang Xiu of the Northern Song Dynasty
The fragrance of lotus leaves and flowers disappear, making the king peaceful Reminiscing about Yangzhou.
Everyone exchanges twenty-four bridges of moon for ten hectares of autumn in the West Lake
The poem "Ten Scenes of the West Lake":
One peak and one tall man, two people meet each other With language. There is a West Lake here, and I refuse to go there. (Two peaks stand in the clouds)
The lake air is as cold as ice, and the moonlight is lighter than snow. If you are willing to abandon Three Pools, people in Hangzhou will not look at the moon. (Three Ponds Reflect the Moon)
The tall willows shade the long embankment, and the waning moon is omitted. Walking lamely on the loose sand, it seems that I am walking on snow. (Remaining snow on the broken bridge)
The night air is so dark that the light mist is as thin as paper. The bell sounds from above, crossing the empty river at night. (Nanping Evening Bell)
Smoke and willows curtain the peach blossoms, and red jade sinks into the autumn water. Wen was very weak all night, and Xi Shi just got up from bed. (Su Di Chunxiao)
The cheeks are slightly flushed, and the smile is wide. What is the drunken lotus? The warm wind is like wine. (Lotus in the wind of Quyuan)
The deep willow calls oriole, and the clear sound enters the green sky. If you have a poetic heart, you should not compare it to advocacy. (The orioles are heard in the willow waves)
The ruined pagoda faces the shore of the lake, looking slumped like a drunken man. Strange feelings are in the rubble, why use artificial intelligence. (Leifeng sunset)
The bright moon is seen in the autumn sky, and the cold air enters Lingao. Listen quietly to the solitary flying goose, its voice is light and high in the sky. (Pinghu Qiuyue)
I deeply hate the release pond and created a fish prison for no reason. Come to Huagang today, are you willing to be restrained by others? (Watching Fish in Huagang) Poems describing the West Lake_Beautiful Poems
1. Fire smoke in the window and vase of flowers on the bed add to the beauty of the lake ten miles away, which is a perfect match Nanping evening makeup. Wang Yunzhang's "Drunken Taiping West Lake and Seeking Dreams"
2. Like the swallows in the West Lake disappearing, the Wu Pavilion's nest is deserted. Wu Wenying's "Night lily flowers come from Hejiang River to Beijing's Fengmen..."
3. The West Lake reminds me of the pain of lovesickness. Liu Jiangsun's "Treading on the Shasha for a Leisure Tour"
4. The West Lake is built by prophecy, and green radish trees are planted beside it, in the soft world of mortals. Wu Wenying's "Jinzhanzi Ode to a Small Building on the West Lake in the Autumn Valley"
5. The end of the Beiguo sand embankment and the head of the West Lake's stone bank. Bai Juyi's "Send a Inscription to the Rest of Hangzhou County Tower, and also to Pei Shijun"
6. I couldn't leave Hangzhou, so half of it was left in this lake. Bai Juyi's "Spring Title on the Lake"
7. The splashing skirt is more regrettable, and the phoenix hook is dirty with dust. Wu Wenying's "Sweeping Flowers and Visiting the West Lake for Cold Food"
8. It is long remembered that we once held hands together, and the West Lake was cold and green under the weight of thousands of trees. Jiang Kui's "Secret Fragrance of Old Moonlight"
9. The setting sun shines beautifully on the West Lake, with Huawu Pingting, ten hectares of flat waves, and no boat crossing the wild shore. Ouyang Xiu's "The West Lake is beautiful when picking mulberry seeds and the sunset shines"
10. The first state in the southeast, West Lake has been beautiful since ancient times. Chen Dewu's "The No. 1 State in the Southeast with the Song of Water Dragons"
11. In the old days of West Lake, if you lingered in the clear night, your love for wine would almost go to waste. Wu Wenying's "Yongyu Le Tan Mei Ci Shi Zhai Yun"
12. Kowtow to Buxian, visit Poxian, and travel all over the West Lake, no matter how far the moon shines. "West Lake Miscellaneous Wing Chun" by Xue Angfu
13. Wearing ragged lotus clothes, laughing at the west wind blowing at me and falling into the West Lake. Zhao Ru? "Wearing Ragged Lotus Clothes in Spring in the Han Palace"
14. Turning the singing fan under the Yuluo screen, recalling the West Lake and opening the window near the water. Wu Wenying's "The Wind Into the Pine and Osmanthus"
15. The sky and water in the West Lake are beautiful, and the clouds and objects are all fresh. Ouyang Xiu "Picking mulberry seeds, the sky is beautiful, the water is beautiful in the West Lake"
Sixteenth, Renshenxia, ??boating on the West Lake, recounting my feelings. It has been ten years since I left Hangzhou. Gong Zizhen "Renshenxia, ??Xiangyue, boating on the West Lake, expressing my feelings." ..》
17. The spring shirt is still there, Xiaoman’s needlework has been wet by the rain from the West Lake. Su Shi's "The Sapphire Case Sends Bogu Back to Wuzhong"
18. Present to you the bright moon full of the Qian River, all the way to the West Lake. Mao Pang's "The Candle Shadow Shakes Red to Farewell the Huizong"
19. I am also a commoner wanderer, and I have long wanted to visit Qilu. I am tied up in the eagle's nest, morning and evening on the West Lake, and drunken a Mulan boat together. Wang Yun's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou Sends Wang Xiufu Back East"
20. If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always better to put on light makeup and heavy makeup. Su Shi's "Drinking on the Lake at First Sunny and Later Rain"
21. I remember leaving the West Lake lightly and leaving Nanpu with a smile. "Qi Tian Le" by Dong Sigao
22. I can't help but fall in love with you everywhere, but the only difficulty is the lakeside. Bai Juyi's "Farewell to the West Lake"
23. Remember the west bank of the West Lake, the beauty of the dusk mountain, the green sky and the misty sky.
Su Shi's "Eight Sounds of Ganzhou Send Ginseng and Liazizi"
24. Herons on the beach in front of snow spots, fish with golden scales living in the water, but my heart is in the West Lake. Zhang Kejiu's "Double Tune of the Xiang Concubine's Resentment_Le Xian Plays the Flute"
25. Don't sing this song to the West Lake, the water and the mountains are so sad. Zhao Meng? "The Tomb of King Yue'e"
26. When the sun comes to the West Lake, I can see the wrinkles of plum blossoms again. Wu Wenying's "Auspicious Dragon Song Sending Meijin"
Twenty-seven, it is difficult to exhaust the phoenix marsh, and I want to dig the West Lake. Yan Gongkuan's "Inscription on the West Lake in Hanzhou"
Twenty-eight, one spring without knowing the surface of the West Lake. Xu? "The flowers in the back garden don't recognize the West Lake for one spring"
Twenty-nine, the new smoking ban willow, I think now, the green is in the West Lake. Zhang Yan's "The long-lost guest across the river and cloud mountain meets the spring again and again..."
Thirty, only the blood from the Yuewang Spring has spread to the West Lake. Wei Dazhong's "The Linjiang Immortal Buried in the Song of Qiantang"
31. I want to report this intention to the West Lake Fengyue Zhi. Bai Juyi's "Hangzhou Return Boat"
Thirty-two, Sun, Countryside, Leaf, Bridge, Bamboo, Yellow River, Mount Lushan
Thirty-three, Slope is called West Lake, just like the West Lake, with heavy makeup and light makeup on the mirror. Liu Guo's "Six Prefectures Songtou Sends to Jiaxuan to Accept the Purpose"
Thirty-four, Qiantang Road, sad about the wind and rain, always sprinkles the West Lake! Zhou Deqing's "Zhonglu Mantingfang_Looking at the Legend of King Yue"
35. Yesterday's dream about the West Lake, Lao Bianzhou's life experience. Wu Wenying "Worship the Stars and Moon Slowly Lin Zhong Yu Jiang Shi Broom to..."
Thirty-six, the West Lake is still flowing. Anonymous "Saucy Love Last Autumn"
Thirty-seven, if the students live on the West Lake, they must also provide fish for the envoys. Luo Yin's "Illustration of Fishing in the Stream"
38. Who knows how good it is to appreciate the West Lake? There is no time for beautiful scenery. Ouyang Xiu's "Who is good at picking mulberry seeds and appreciating the West Lake"
Thirty-nine, the West Lake was created by Fang Gong, who created the same place with great ingenuity. Yan Gongbi's "Inscription on the West Lake in Hanzhou"
Forty, in December of the fifth year of Chongzhen, I lived in the West Lake. Zhang Dai's "Looking at the Snow in the Pavilion in the Heart of the Lake"
41. The east wind is gradually greening the willows in the West Lake, the geese have returned, and the people have not returned south. Zhou Mi "Send Chen Junheng off on the high balcony and was summoned"
42. The spring outing is so popular that the West Lake cannot be passed. Jiang Kui's "When the Pipa Immortal's Sculls Arrive"
Forty-three, after the rain in the West Lake, flat shots of green waves on both sides. Cheng Bi's "Niannujiao (Recalling the Victory of Xianlu Chunshan)"
Forty-four, the east wind blows away the dust of war, dreaming of the home of a virgin in the West Lake. Liu Yin's "Reflections on Plum Blossoms"
Forty-five, the West Lake is beautiful after the lotus blooms, and when the wine comes. Ouyang Xiu "The West Lake is good after picking mulberry seeds and the lotus blooms"
Forty-six. The willows in the West Lake are full of wind and moonlight in Qiantang. Dai Fufu's "Congratulations to the Bridegroom and Send to Fengzhenzhou"
Forty-seven, the West Lake is rising, half a pole of new rain is coming, and the wind is soft outside the dust wave. Zhang Zhu's "Feeling the Fish to Send Spring"
48. Passionate migration suddenly turns into sorrow, which is vaguely the West Lake Road. Liu Jiangsun's "Leisure Tour on the Shasha"
49. Returning to last year's people, I borrowed grass from the West Lake. Su Shi's "Bu Shuzi's Feelings of the Past"
50. Outside the Qingshan Tower outside the mountains, when will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? The warm wind makes tourists drunk, and they call Hangzhou Bianzhou. Lin Sheng's "Inscription on Lin'an Residence"
51. Going to the West Lake during the Qingming Festival is great and full of prosperity. Ouyang Xiu "It's good to go to the West Lake to pick mulberry seeds during the Qingming Festival"
Fifty-two, the West Lake is good after the beauty is gone, but the red is left in the wolf. Ouyang Xiu "The West Lake is good after picking mulberry seeds and the fragrance"
Fifty-three, the Spring Festival Gala is back in the West Lake again, and the water and trees are chaotic and the orioles are singing. Zhong Shu's "Complaining of Heartfelt Love on Baoyue Mountain"
54. The spring scenery of the West Lake has returned, and the spring water is greener than dye. Ouyang Xiu's "A Song of Thanks to Fa Cao at West Lake in Spring"
55. After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons. Yang Wanli's "Walking off to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple at dawn" A poem describing the beautiful scenery after the rain
A poem describing the beautiful scenery after the rain
1. Every time it rains, I will go outside for a walk As soon as we left, the air after the rain was very fresh. Although it was summer, the weather was still like autumn after the rain, with a hint of coolness. The scent of earth exudes all around the flower beds. The surrounding flowers and plants are covered with crystal dewdrops, which look like dazzling diamonds under the sunlight.
2. The fresh air after the rain filled the entire garden. I greedily breathed the sweet air after the rain. The raindrops falling on this flower are so lovely. Looking at it, it looks like a huge picture scroll, so peaceful and comfortable.
3. The thunder gradually became smaller, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sky cleared up. The rainwater accumulated in the potholes on the road, forming small puddles, reflecting the white clouds in the sky and the blue sky behind the white clouds. People walking on the street are cautious, fearing that the splashing water will wet their trousers, and they are even more afraid of trampling on the scenery in the water.
4. After the rain, the earth got rid of its own heat and put on a cool coat. The plants absorbed sufficient nutrients and smiled again. At this time, a group of colorful bridges were erected in the sky. , the raindrops on the lotus petals were playing on the slide - one drop at a time, sliding to the ground, and at this moment we had a good opportunity to catch fish.
5. The sky suddenly turned blue, and the air became extremely fresh. The birds called their friends to come out to breathe the fresh air. They flew freely in the sapphire sky, Sometimes it becomes a straight line shape, sometimes it becomes an S shape, sometimes it becomes a herringbone shape, in short, they are changing thousands of times. Father-in-law Sun showed a bright smile and regained his former glory, and a seven-color rainbow bridge was built in the sky leading to the sky.
6. The air at the end of the day is always very fresh. I was riding a bicycle alone on the street in confusion. I didn’t know where my end point was. Suddenly, it started to rain again. Watching the raindrops fall on my arms, listening to the wind passing by my face, I feel empty in my heart. I really wish there was someone to ride with me and share it with her
7. The water is sparkling on the river, and the lotus leaves are sparkling. It is filled with water drops, and the water drops sparkle in the sun, like crystal clear pearls swinging on a jade plate; lotus flowers bloom among the dense lotus leaves, sucking the energy of nature; little frogs regard the lotus leaves as I jumped on the trampoline, screamed, sang and laughed; the little fish used the lotus leaf as an umbrella and played happily underwater. Everything was so wonderful.
8. Walk out of the beautiful garden, stroll along the quiet forest path, look at the dense mountains in the distance, the colorful sunset in the sky, and the swallows flying freely. Breathing the fresh air after the rain, the breath of nature came to my ears. My black hair danced a graceful waltz under its caress. The maple leaves swished down. Suddenly, I felt that everything was so elegant and quiet. I don’t know. Why is there always a feeling of wanting to cry that pervades me? Is it loss? Is it moved? Is it happiness? Is it beautiful? Is it gained?
9. I especially like the air after the rain, with the slightest fragrance. The smell of earth. I took a deep breath and felt a coolness from the bottom of my heart. At this moment, my soul was floating and happy, because I had left the pain of yesterday, and today is a brand new day. It was as if my soul had been washed by the rain, and it was now clean and spotless.
10. They say language is in the air. Listen - the birds chatted with their clear throats after the rain and sang a melodious tune; the cicadas kept shouting. I wish everyone could hear the wonderful language scattered in the air. , it’s a pity that people are already busy at work, so how can they have time to appreciate the beautiful, lovely and green scenery after the rain!
11. After walking across the stone bridge, there is another piece of green. . The water of the lake is so clear that you can see the sand and stones at the bottom. Goldfish swim happily in the water; the sun shines on the lake surface, and the sparkling lake surface makes people feel so comfortable. Occasionally, a dragonfly touches the lake, adding interest to the lake. By the lake, a group of children were throwing stones and splashing water, which was so cute.
12. A rainbow spans across the sky, like a colorful bridge. The clouds float slowly and leisurely. The sun breaks through the white barrier and pops out. The warm sunshine shines on the earth. Birds dust off the water droplets on their feathers, fly in mid-air, or fly to the wires to sing, just like the notes in the staff. The songs are crisp and graceful, very beautiful and beautiful. There are crystal clear pearls gathered on the grass blades, reflecting the sunlight and shining dazzlingly. When they fall, they make a ticking-tickting sound, as if they are playing a cheerful piece of music. The beetle musician strutted out from the cave, preparing to hold a concert. He stood in the center of the stage and sang loudly.
13. Gradually, the rain stopped, the strong wind left, leaving a gentle breeze. The breeze caresses the injured sapling, telling all living things that the sun is coming out. The sun showed half of its face and was smiling at nature! Birds came in flocks to welcome the sun. Some birds flew happily in the air, and some sang loudly on the trees, and their melodious songs rippled nearby.
14. After a while, the rain stopped. I don't know what was inlaid on the blue sky. If I look closely, it turns out to be a colorful neon. Wow! It’s so beautiful! I haven’t seen such a beautiful rainbow in a long time. Today, God favored me and allowed me to see Sister Rainbow again. A rainbow composed of seven colors is beautiful, but it is not common. You can only see it after rain. When I was young, I looked at pictures and imitated how to draw a rainbow. I took out my watercolor pen and spent half a day painting. However, no matter how good, realistic and realistic my painting is, it is still not as beautiful, crystal clear and bright as the real rainbow.
15. The sun shines brightly on the roof. I close my eyes and open my hands. I embrace the wind. I seem to smell the wind, with the fragrance of youth. Looking up, I wonder if the years are filled with hasty dreams, if there is no need to look for far-fetched hopes. That cloud in the sky has long been your gentle companion. Such a pleasant scene makes me feel a little sad when I think of you. Was it that I was too passionate when I was young, or that you have long forgotten the past as you matured.
16. The rain kept falling all night. In the morning, the rain seemed tired and slowly stopped. Some of them were sleeping in the pond, and some were sleeping under the eaves. Playing, and some playing hide and seek on the grass. The snails on the grass all raised their heads to look at these rare little dots. The little dots seemed to be able to do magic. They made the grass shiny, the small trees clean, and the sky became much clearer. , and added a coat to the children on the road.
An autumn rain makes the morning after the rain so fresh and cool!
17. The most charming thing after the rain is my favorite lotus. Sitting on the wet and soft grass and looking at the lotus flowers on the sparkling lake is another great enjoyment! After being washed by the rain, the lotus flowers appear white and pink, and the lotus in the flower core becomes more and more beautiful. The cuteness reminds me of the pure and sweet mountain girls in the mountains, with watery eyes. The big green lotus leaves become more and more juicy, green and lovable after the rain - look, they are spotless after being washed by the rain, and the water drops are rolling on them, full of poetry and painting. . Occasionally, a frog jumps on the lotus leaf and croaks. The clear sound floats to the green areas in the park with the wind. Bringing more vitality to every patch of green.
18. Passing by this person for a moment, the trees on both sides of the road were especially fresh after being washed by the drizzle. The leaves are so green that it hurts your eyes. A few birdsong came from nowhere, adding a bit of vitality to the rain. There were more and more people on the road, and cars were riding on the ground scrubbed by the rain, but there was no splash. The road kept spreading into the distance, and cars and people from afar kept coming towards me. Close and far away.
19. The earth takes on a new look. The bumpy water mirrors on the ground seemed to have condensed, turning into silver mirrors, reflecting the people walking on the road. The water on the road behind a few cars speeding around is like a dragon rising out of the sea, which makes your hair stand on end. The grass and flowers straightened their backs again, washed away the dust on their bodies in the soft sunshine, and grew taller quietly. After the baptism of wind and rain, the maple tree accepted the challenge of fate. It did not give in, but became safe and sound. You can see that its branches and leaves are more lush, its body is greener, and its vitality is more vigorous.
20. Entering Xinhu Park, oh, it’s so green! The lake is green, and the leaves of the banyan tree have just been baptized by heavy rain, with water droplets rolling on them. Under the sunlight, they look like They are shining pearls! The leaves are so lovable green, and the grass is even more green after the rain, bursting with vitality. A gust of wind blows, the leaves make a rustling sound, and occasionally a drop of water drops on your head, which feels extremely cool and comfortable.