The quiet lake, like a flawless jade, shines with beautiful luster under the sunshine.
I like sitting alone by the lake, looking at the calm lake and dreaming. I think there must be a bright crystal palace in the lake, which is the home of fish. Why else are they so happy all day? There must be a huge glowing emerald in the Crystal Palace, otherwise how could the lake be so green? I stare at the lake and occasionally throw a stone to make it ripple; Or put a paper boat and let it float with the lake waves.
The quiet lake is lovely, but the lake in the rain is more touching.
Filamentous rain drops down, weaving and weaving, weaving a lake-this green "brocade". Endless rings on brocade are like flowers embroidered by beautiful girls.
When a thunderstorm comes, the lake is really active. Look, there is light in the sky, which is the opening fireworks. There was a bang, the salute sounded and the conference began. The party will start as soon as the heavy rain falls. Have you seen the yuhua district in full bloom on the lake? That is the jade flower on the dancing golden girl's head. Do you want to know if the program is wonderful? Thunderous applause will tell you everything.
This lake is beautiful.