What is the most beautiful scenery in our hometown? Some people say that it is eighteen scenic spots in Quanzhou; Some people say that it is a beautiful gold coast; But I said that the most beautiful bridge in my hometown is the 21-hole bridge, and I love the 21-hole bridge in my hometown.
I walked into the quiet West Lake Park, where the spectacular bridge stood on the sparkling lake. Looking from a distance, it shows the charming charm of lakes and mountains.
cross the tree-lined path and you will reach the bridge. There is a stone lion squatting at each end of the bridge. The male lion is very mighty. He steps on the embroidered ball and his eyes are round, as if to say, "The bridge is my home. You are not allowed to destroy it, or I will step on it like an embroidered ball!" The lioness is very kind, and under her knees, a lovely little lion scatters her jiao. On the bridge, the stone lions at both ends came into view, and some held their heads high and looked at the beautiful scenery in the distance; Some look back; Some are playing with embroidered balls ... as if this bridge is their amusement park. One of the dark stone lions was very brave. He held his head high and held his chest high, grinning as if waiting for praise from others. I can't help admiring: "What a magnificent lion!"
Walking, walking, I reached the top of the bridge. Looking down at the bridge, the setting sun shone on the lake, and the lake was sparkling, which made me feel like I was in a Chinese painting that was only rendered in gold, but not outlined by ink lines. Gold was flowing everywhere and gently flowed into the clouds. Seeing such beautiful scenery, I really want to sing a song, but I am afraid of disturbing the birds in the sky; I want to dance again, but I'm afraid I'll disturb the fish in the water. I want to whisper a beautiful poem, but I'm afraid it will ruin the tranquility of the park ... < P > Time flies, it's time for us to go home. I look up at the sky again. Kites are like pearls, adding color to the blue sky. I saw the white dove spread its wings and fly around the green island. The sunset on the horizon is red, as if smiling and waving goodbye to me ...
Ah! The twenty-one-hole bridge in my hometown, you are like a bright pearl, dotted with beautiful hometown. I love you, 21-hole bridge, you are as beautiful as a jade belt; I love my hometown more, it nurtures me to grow sturdily!