The snow on the West Lake is really beautiful, like an ink-splashed landscape painting. The scene is even more beautiful, like a well-made painting. The small bridge looks so elegant, standing in the snow, embraced by the trees on both sides. Seeing such a scenery is bound to calm one's heart, to appreciate and savor the beauty of the snow. The scene is really too overwhelming. Once you come, you don't want to leave. The snowflakes were falling, in the lake and on the tree next to me. The feeling was quiet and dashing.On February 17th Hangzhou once again received a heavy snowfall, bringing cold, but at the same time, the white feathery snowflakes surrounded the entire West Lake scenic area, which from a distance looked like a fairyland on earth.
Of course, the beauty of the West Lake, in addition to the pavilion in the center of the lake, mostly broken bridges. The beauty of West Lake in the snow, can not help but remind people of Vae's? Broken Bridge whether snow, I look at the lake, the water is as cold as snow, fingertips lightly melted ? Broken Bridge broken snow? s beauty is too beautiful. Historically, the beauty of the West Lake always attracts all kinds of literati to dance and write here.? West Lake than West Lake, light makeup and thick makeup is always appropriate? is an ancient song that shows the beauty of West Lake to the fullest. The scenery of West Lake itself is particularly beautiful. Snow adds a serene beauty. Most of the people who come to the West Lake for sightseeing also stay in the pavilion with umbrellas, enjoying the beautiful snow and the West Lake.
The West Lake, located in Hangzhou City, Zhejiang Province, is also a highly ornamental lake. The lake is surrounded by a lonely mountain and the white dike Su Causeway, which is extraordinarily beautiful. Snow falls in time for people to appreciate the different beauty of West Lake, its quietness, elegance and purity. The beauty of West Lake always lacks language expression, and it is not easy to experience this beauty. Something beautiful can only be understood with words. Close your eyes and imagine yourself standing in the snowy sky, it has been snowing all the time, only the snowflakes are slowly drifting down. In front of you is the plane of West Lake, like a mirror.
When the snowflakes fall on it, there are no waves. During your stay, the occasional pedestrian marvels at the beauty of West Lake, where the Broken Bridge stands in the distance. You pick up your camera, bow slightly, and take a picture. At this point you are looking at the beauty in front of you, too vast to take in. You can't wait to write a beautiful article to keep this amazing scene, but that's because you don't have the sentiment of a literati poet, you can only shake your head helplessly, the beauty is slightly regrettable. This is the beauty of West Lake.