There are many swans in the lake. Their mouths are flat and red, and their fur is white. They have flippers on their feet. According to their mother, swans can swim in the lake easily because they have flippers on their feet. As the poem says, "White hair floats with green water, red palm clears the waves"!
The posture of the white swan is also different. Some of them beat their white feathers with their wings and splash a string of pearl-like water; Some spread their wings as if to take off; Others put their heads in the water and showed me beautiful women!
Looking at the lovely appearance of the white swan, I took out a piece of steamed bread, tore it into small pieces, rolled it into balls and threw it at the lake. The white swan, which was afraid to approach us just now, swam quickly to eat. They must take me as a friend, otherwise how could they scramble to eat the steamed bread I gave them?
There is also an island in the middle of the lake. There is a wooden house built on the island. This wooden house is the home of the white swan. No one can go to this island except the white swan. It can be seen how deeply people care about swans!
It's almost time for lunch. My mother wants to take me away, but I still can't bear to go.