2. The West Lake is soft and enchanting, some are not particularly wild, and sometimes it is quiet. When there is no wind, the silent West Lake is as quiet as a virgin, elegant, gentle as water, hazy and calm, more like an unpolished mirror, so harmonious. The blue lake is integrated with the sky, and I can't seem to feel who is the sky and who is the lake. Under the sunshine, the lake is a little golden, like a white snake sticking to it. The gold powder on the fluttering skirt is so smooth and flashing, releasing dazzling light.
3. The misty West Lake is as mysterious as a magician, hiding all the beautiful scenery of the West Lake under her white gauze, or like a girl wearing a green gauze skirt and dotted with pink flowers, slim and graceful, with ice muscles in the jade bone. The faint blush on her delicate face is charming and her smile is charming.
There are waves of fog rising on the lake, and the distant mountains and broken bridges are covered with a layer of misty white fog. Green peaks are looming, and sometimes the fog is floating, and the peaks are clearly floating in front of us. Even the towering old trees on the top of the mountain can be seen clearly, and sometimes they are lost in the fog. Everything can only become a dark green ball, just like a drop of shallow water with a slight ink color on rice paper; Another example is a girl with a veil, which seems far away, but in fact it is just around the corner, far and near, near and far, real and virtual, virtual and real. ...
The scenery of the West Lake makes people unconsciously indulge in it, and there are beautiful scenery and beautiful paintings everywhere. People always envy others as things in the painting, but they don't know that they are also people in the painting, just as Yang Wanli said, "The shore is different from the lake, and the mountains and rivers are suitable." Just say that the cruise ship is picturesque, but I don't know it in the picture. "Afterwards, I felt I had a beautiful dream.