The morning in the countryside is cool and people get up early to start their day. Smoke rises from every house, as if a maiden in a white veil is dancing. Weeds were everywhere, and chickens and dogs barked incessantly. At night, lights shine everywhere, compared to the night scene in the city, not inferior at all.
My family has a tangerine tree, listening to my grandmother said, every fall the tree is full of golden oranges, but unfortunately I have not eaten, but I guess it must be sweet and sour. I can't help but drool at the thought of it.
We have a big pond in front of our house and a big pond behind our house, and there are things planted in the ponds. The front pond was planted with loosestrife, an aquatic plant that grows in ponds and swamps. The leaves are triangular in shape, and the lozenges have hard shells, and the meat inside is edible.
The pond behind the house is full of lotus flowers. The lotus leaves are big, like a big disk. The color of the leaves is green. If you look at it from a distance it looks like a green meadow. The lotus flowers bloom in summer, some are pink and some are white. You can smell a fragrance every time you are about to arrive at your grandmother's house. After the lotus flowers withered, the rosettes appeared, like a bee's nest. There are also lotus seeds, which are very sweet, but don't eat the core of the seeds together because it's very bitter. The lotus root that grows in the mud of the pond is usually invisible because it is the root. When you bite it off, there will be a lot of silk, just like a spider spitting silk.
My family's simple, hard-working grandmother would take the lozenges, rosettes and lotus roots to the market to sell. When my sister and I came home, she would also bring them out for us to eat.
This is my beautiful pond.
I love the pond in my hometown. There is a big pond next to my house, which is especially beautiful all year round!
When spring comes, the willows around the pond grow young leaves and their branches droop, and when I see the beautiful branches, I am reminded of the poem "Wing Willow" written by He Zhizhang, a poet of the Tang Dynasty: "The jasper is mounted on a tree, and ten thousand stripes of green silk tapestries are hanging down. I do not know who cut out the fine leaves, the February spring breeze like scissors
The pond, the fish free and enthusiastic, as if they also feel the arrival of spring, and groups of re-sleep drill scurrying around, they are playing games.
Summer came, the pond around the flowers are in full bloom, fruit trees are full of delicious fruit, bees, butterflies are also rushed to dance in the bushes, mischievous dog also came, in the number of under the east look, look at the west, looking for their own goals, frogs are also in the pond, singing cheerfully, the song accompanied by the water, but also accompanied by the sound of the wind, a set of pleasing to the ear! The song is accompanied by the water and the wind, forming a set of pleasant symphony.
Autumn came, the fruit is ripe, people are busy harvesting fruit it, autumn is colorful pigments, he gave the red to the maple tree, red maple tree like a stamp, accompanied by the breeze, floating ah floating ah, look at him give the yellow to the ginkgo tree, yellow leaves to us with the hand fan, floating down in the water, frogs happen to jump up and dance on the leaves. Around the pond and inconspicuous chrysanthemums, there are a variety of colors, snow-white, purple-red, yellowish, these flowers and trees reflected in the pond, constituting a beautiful landscape painting? Beautiful!
Winter came, the swallows flew back to the south, many hibernating animals, all of which can not be seen, are in their own warm home for the winter, the water in the pond is also frozen, people can walk on it, the fish are also in the ice under the hide up, only to hear the pond side of the children in the singing.
I love the mountains and waters of my hometown, and I love the ponds in my hometown!
In my hometown, there is a pond, where the scenery is charming all year round
In the spring, the water in the pond is really clear! Clear enough to see every move of the fish and shrimp in the water; pond water is really clean ah! Net as if a mirror, reflecting the beauty of the shore, it is really a wonderful picture; pond water is really green! Green as if a piece of emerald. I carefully look at the shore and a willow tree! Its willow branches are hanging down which reminds me of a poem: "Jasper makeup a tree high, ten thousand hanging down the green silk sash." Suddenly, a breeze blew, the surface of the water rippled, the sun shone down high in the sky, the water seems to be sprinkled with gold dust. The waves of light, really beautiful!
In summer, the pond is full of lotus flowers, some of the lotus flowers only two or three petals, some of the lotus flowers all open, some are still flowers, they are crowded, fighting for color, a flower, like a shy girl, red cheeks. Suddenly, flew a few dragonflies, they are tired of flying, fell in the lotus rest, then let me can not help but think of a poem: "small lotus only showed the tip of the corner, there are dragonflies standing on the head of how peaceful and poetic summer lotus scene ah!
In the fall, the pond on the shore of the big trees have fallen out of the leaves some fall on the water, the small fish to use as an umbrella, some fall on the ground, the ants to use as an umbrella, some fall on the ground, the ants use it as a playground ...... a wind blew, the leaves of the pond with the water undulation of the waves, like a boat to meet the wind to set sail!
In winter, the pond in the morning is covered by a thick fog really smoky ah! Into it, you seem to have a feeling of being in a fairyland. By midday, the sun revealed a smile, the fog dispersed, the beauty of the pond and visible in winter, the water seems more calm, seems to be saving energy for the next spring it!
I love my hometown, and I love my hometown pond even more.
I love my hometown, and even more so, I love my hometown pond. With such a beautiful view of the pond, how can I not praise it
When I am bored, I always think of my hometown pond, which has brought me unlimited fun.
The small pond has more flowers and grasses, and at night there are always cicadas, frogs, crickets and other chirping, like a grand ball. The surface of the pond is also from time to time gurgling out of the water bubbles like pearls, beautiful.
In the evening of March, I often sit with my friends in the pond to enjoy the delicate dance of the small fish and shrimp, while listening to the insects to hold a ball sung by the beautiful song. Whenever this time, we will put aside the worries of the heart to think of some happy things ......
In the height of summer, the hot sun to the pond water baked hot, it seems to rise out of the wisps of water. This is also the time when the pond is at its most charming. The lotus leaves are full of ponds, and the lotus flowers are fragrant. Green leaves on the surface of the green leaves, red flowers stacked with white flowers, and from time to time popped up a few small fish. The beauty of the pond in summer is so beautiful that it makes people forget to come back.
The pond in the fall is our children's paradise. At that time, the leaves around the pond are falling, our interest came: some partners picked up the leaves as bookmarks; some partners to spread the leaves into a leaf bed to sleep on the pond; there are also partners to pick up the leaves to take home, find a piece of paper to do a "paper man", and then fixed the "paper man" in the leaves, "paper man", "paper man", "paper man", "paper man", "paper man", "paper man", "paper man", "paper man", "paper man", "paper man", "paper man", "paper man", "paper man". "Paper man" hand inserted a stick, and then put "paper man" into the pond, see it forward. As for me, I took the leaves home and asked my father to help me make a real boat. I put the boat on the shore, one foot on it, hey, what's going on? Why is the boat moving? And it was getting farther and farther away from shore. Oh no! I forgot to tie the boat to the shore, but at this time one of my feet is still on the shore, ah, can not get on the boat, how to do? Suddenly, I heard a "hissing" sound from my pants, no need to think that my crotch must be open. The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what is happening in the world.
The cold winter, adults often bring shovels to the pond to dig fish. And we children on the shore with both hands to catch the adults threw up the fish, this time the pond will always be a burst of joyful laughter. When it gets dark, that's when we return home.
I love my hometown, and I love the little pond that brings me unlimited joy.
The pond in my hometown5
It's been more than two years since I left my hometown Yixing, and the beauty of the pond in my hometown has always stayed in my memory. During the summer vacation, my father took me back to Yixing, and I finally came to the pond again. However, the scene here is not quite the same as it was two years ago.
My grandma lives in Xiangyang Village, and the pond is at the east end of the village. Early in the morning, "ooh ooh ooh ......" a burst of crisp cockcrowing sound broke the silence, the east rose a round of red sun, a thin morning mist shrouded the earth, as if to the fields, villages and ponds with a layer of light veil. People began to get busy, the pond in the east of the village suddenly bustled with activity, the adults took the rice bucket to the river to pan the rice; ducks to drive dozens of ducks to the river, the ducks quacked cheerfully, paddling orange paws, swimming in the river, but also from time to time to chase the small fish and shrimp; the women are washing clothes by the pond, happy shouts, whacking sound, the sound of the water composed of a countryside symphony echoing in the blue blue sky, the beautiful village. The company's website has been updated with the latest information on the company's website, including its website.
At noon, the water was as quiet as a mirror, clear to the bottom. Many pebbles lie on the bottom of the river, a group of fish in the bottom of the river noise, play. A few colorful butterflies look here, smell there, so comfortable. Pond willow girl is facing this natural mirror to dress up. On the highway by the pond, a vehicle loaded with vegetables and fruits is happily running towards the city. The sun is smiling and hanging in the air, as if intoxicated by this beautiful scenery.
In the evening, the square by the pond, the sound of melodious music, busy day of young men and women changed into neat and tidy clothes, dancing in the square; children are more joyful, wearing early ice skates, around the perimeter of the square to play; the old people put a chaise lounge at the edge, sitting comfortably, spraying melon, enjoy the cool breeze blowing in the summer night. The moon rose, the stars also came out, the pond became a big "jade disk", the stars in the disk flashed and flashed people's eyes. When the fish swam over to the pond, the "jade plate" was broken; when the fish left, the "jade plate" was closed again. I was mesmerized by the sight of it all.
Ah, the pond, the pond in my hometown is so beautiful!
There is a small pond in front of my house, half an acre square, surrounded by weeping willows. In the summer, it is like a gentle mother, accompanied by me, making me happy.
Early in the morning, the pond is a fresh scene. The rising sun shines into the pond through the willow branches, reflecting the entire surface of the water with sparkling light. I sat on a stone bench at the edge of the small pond, holding a book, accompanied by the morning breeze, read with great interest. By the pond, grandparents in the neighborhood were practicing tai chi and doing gymnastics. Many birds fly around in the willow tree, chirping and calling, seemingly showing their beautiful singing voice.
At noon, the sun in the sky, the shade of the pond has become a good place for people to cool off, adults in groups around the stone table playing chess, playing cards, we are the children in the shade of the willow play, or simply jumped into the pond swimming, water fights. Willow branches have been hanging down to the water in the warm summer wind, the water will be dialed out of the ripples, and the small friends of the circle of water ripples caused by the collision, has been extended to the middle of the pond, the green lotus leaves and red lotus flowers shake like a mother's arms sweetly smiling baby.
At dusk, the beautiful evening sun reflects the western sky, but also reflects the whole pond, occasionally leaping out of the water to spit bubbles of small fish, the pond water will shake the golden light. The evening wind picks up willow branches and brushes the surface of the water, just like combing the hair for this gentle mother. After dinner, my mom often took me for a walk around this beautiful little pond. Admiring the colorful evening view of the pond, my heart is drunk.
I love this beautiful little pond in front of my house, thanks to which I have spent one beautiful day after another.
I love this beautiful little pond in front of my house, thanks to which I have spent one beautiful day after another.
In the spring, the flowers by the pond are in full bloom, we picked some small wildflowers, sprinkled into the pond in a short while into a sea of flowers, some colorful little butterflies and bees have flown to the top of the pond, accompanied by a burst of pungent fragrance of the flowers, playing happily, some of us are flying kites, some are and little butterflies, bees and say hello to the hustle and bustle!
In summer, the sun is burning, we sit in the pond under the tree, enjoying the cool and quiet, on the ground for a long time in the struggle of the golden cicadas, of course, do not let go of this great opportunity to take off the golden clothes, fly to the tree, "Zhihao" "Zhihao" called, like a song for us. It's like singing a song for us. Some naughty little friends a long jump, jumped into the pond, like a fish swimming around happily. In an instant, the sun shines down, shining on the partners stirred up the water fire, like a blooming small flowers, dazzling!
Autumn, high and refreshing time, but also the time of the leaves, the leaves left the embrace of the tree mother, one after another into the pond, in a few days, the pond was covered, as if when covered with a layer of golden blanket. Ducklings swim around in the pond, playing with each other, lovely!
In winter, the pond is covered with a layer of thick and solid ice, which can give us a lot of fun, we started the "Icebreaker Contest", each of us to find a few small stones, breaking the ice on the ice to see who can be the first to get out of a hole in the ice, icebreaker accompanied by the sound of our laughter, become a beautiful music,
My hometown has lush woods, clear streams, and colorful flowers. But my favorite is still the turquoise pond.
In the spring, the pond flowers unfolded their beautiful "skirt", and the surrounding grass together, like a beautiful wreath, plus the shadow reflected in the water, became more beautiful. Birds in the trees sang a "chorus", but also to add a lot of life here. Standing on the edge of the big pond, make people feel like in a fairyland.
In summer, the trees become lush, birds and cicadas sing louder, like in the "singing competition". In the pond, many lotus flowers standing, put their petals opened up greatly, as if a beautiful princess. Should she appear, the pond becomes more beautiful, far away from everywhere is a piece of pink. Let people think they are in the pink world. Around everywhere is pink.
In the fall, a golden leaf is like a dancing butterfly, dancing with the wind. Falling on the pond, like the pond "wearing" a golden yellow suit. Let a person think that this is a golden earth, sometimes a naughty little insect "step" on the "earth", step here, step there, happy to do a game.
In winter, the pond "put on" a snow-white "cotton jacket". White as painted white paint, a few snowflakes drifted to the cotton jacket, like the cotton jacket embroidered on the pattern, so that people think this is a free skating rink, really hard to put on skates on the skating.
How? Listen to my introduction, you like my hometown pond? You are welcome to come and visit!
In my hometown, there is an inconspicuous pond in the field, although the pond is small, but has a different beauty.
"Ding dong dong, ding dong dong dong." In spring, it sings a little ding-dong-dong song to wake everyone up. The little shoots on the trees put their little hands out to try the temperature and felt warm before they poked their little green and yellow heads out. The little swallows flew around in the sky and said proudly, "Look, everyone! Isn't our black tuxedo, cleaned in the south, beautiful?"
"Ba-da, ba-da," the fish stirred up the splash of water ba-da-ba. In summer the lotus flowers wake up, the lotus leaves wake up, and the pool is even more beautiful. Fish stirred up waves in the pond swimming happily, the lotus leaves were waves dressed in glitter. Frogs croaking on the lotus leaves, the song is so beautiful, the flight of the dragonfly attracted over, stopping in the lotus leaves to listen to the frog singing.
"Swish-la-la, swish-la-la." In the fall, the wheat shook its waist around the pond and sang swish-la-la, swish-la-la, the lotus flower and the lotus leaves had enough to play and slowly closed the yellow door to go home, and the birds said in the sky, "My dear friends, goodbye, winter is coming, we have to fly to the south for the winter, and we'll meet again next year." The other animals were not idle either, they were busy preparing food for the winter!
"Hoo, hoo, hoo," the north wind blew the letter. The letter said, "I am winter, and I am coming." The frog jumped into the pre-prepared pit to hibernate. The mother tree saw the letter and called the baby leaves to come and sleep under her roots. The pine tree slept under its green blanket. All creatures slept, and everything seemed so quiet and warm.
The small pond in the field is not as magnificent as many lakes, but it has a kind of easygoing beauty, which plays a moving symphony of the seasons with its own voice.
The small pond in my hometown was the paradise of my childhood. There is a small oval pond in front of my house, where my friends and I often play, leaving traces of my childhood.
In the spring, the banks of the small pond are full of flowers, all kinds of wildflowers, colorful, like a layer of flower carpet to the banks. I will find a hidden grass on the shore, with willow branches into a so-called "straw hat", sitting on the shore of the washing stone fishing, I can not help but think of a poem, "the young boy learns to angling, sitting on the side of the berry platform grass reflecting the body". I first hooked a worm I dug out of the dirt onto the hook, then cast the hook out, and the rest was "waiting for the rabbit". A couple of boys were playing on the shoreline. I glared at them and shushed them, and they went away in dismay. Suddenly, I saw the float of the hook flashing, I hastily reeled in the line, only to see a small carp jumping in the sun, silver scales in the sunlight glittering, like a jewel, jumping in front of my eyes.
The unique charm of the small pond is more apparent in the fall. Fallen leaves have fluttered down to the ground, to be a closer look, almost no two leaves are the same, is the same leaf, is often rose red permeated with cinnamon yellow, Dan red condensation peach red, beautiful. My sister and I often pick a large handful, you throw me, I throw you, play a lot of fun.
The winter girl came as promised. Silver glittering snowflakes drifted down the tree, like to the trees to wear a thick layer of cotton. I often quietly enjoy the dance of the snowflakes, as if the snowflakes are alive, not long after the snowflakes sprinkled all over my hair, but I am still immersed in the dance of the snowflakes ......
The pond in my hometown is alive and vibrant, and it will always be my paradise.
A pond in my hometown11
Behind my house is a pond that is not big, but shines with its own unique and bright light.
The pond is a magical place that blooms in four different colors every year, and it seems to me like a wonderland on earth.
The pond is new in the spring. Listen, in the pond came a burst of cracking sound, what is it? Originally, was frozen for a winter of water is slowly melting, like a baby just landed on the ground, to the novelty of the world issued by the exclamation. The lake next to those people cut down the reeds, leaving the roots are still standing next to the lake, like a guard guard the village. Probably God does not want to let them work too hard, then gave a spring rain. After the spring rain, many grass slowly grows, revealing its own beautiful body. Standing in the pond at a glance, the pond is full of new beginnings, new signs, new faces.
Spring slowly went away, summer and slowly came. This time the pond has completely changed. The lake is so clear, bright. Looking into the water, you can see green water plants, cute little fish and crystal snails. The reeds had grown taller, their leaves curved in all directions, and from a distance they looked like a swan leaping upwards, which, with its green color, made it even more peculiar. Trees were planted around the pond as well, but in some places they were absent. Among these trees, the most peculiar is that tree, it is like a sword slanting in the edge of the pond, looks very strong. Whenever summer came, its leaves were put together into a huge umbrella. I would often sit on top of the tree and admire everything in the pond, so it became a friend to watch the pond with me. The pond was so fresh in the summer!
Of course, the pond is also beautiful in the fall and winter. For example, the lovely snow in winter and the coolness of the wind in autumn are no less beautiful when compared with spring and summer! They **** with the decoration of the pond, so that the pond glows with its beautiful luster!
The pond is very, very beautiful. It is not as beautiful as the West Lake, the Yangtze River's vastness, but it shows its own color, constituting a unique paradise on earth! If you don't believe it, then come to see this fantastic pond with your own eyes!
Hometown Pond 12My hometown can be beautiful! There are tall sycamore trees, a gurgling brook ...... My favorite, or the clear little pond in front of my house.
In the spring, the small pond is everyone's paradise. Here can be lively, small fish, shrimp, small eel, these colorful little guy in this lively "meeting place" in the rampage to swim around. The water in the small pond ding dong dong played music, as if to these naughty and lovely guests to support it! Ducklings would also come to join in the fun, and from time to time they would rattle the water with their paws and quack. At this point, I would bring my younger brother, carrying a small stool and a small bamboo pole to the river to sit down. My younger brother was too small to carry the bamboo pole in his hand and waved it around, sometimes slapping it into the water to drive away the fish. At this time, those in the "guest field" play the little guy had to reluctantly leave the water, dive into the bottom of the water to hide, so as not to be affected by their own.
In summer, looking for a big tree to lean on, and then find a book, sitting in the dense shade, really better than the gods! Road sunshine shot down, shot to the small pond, the fish that flash scales light piercing my eyes can not open. Suddenly, a few bubbles floated, in the sunlight, bubbles become colorful. On the side, and flew a dragonfly, quickly on the water surface point, the water surface suddenly rippled round and round ripples.
In the fall, the fallen leaves fluttered, like a yellow butterfly dancing. The yellow leaves floated to the water, stirred up ripples, became the ants' canoe; floated to the ground, became a squirrel's fluffy carpet; floated to the edge of the soil, became a beetle's home ...... Everything is so natural and harmonious.
In winter, the cold wind whistling, the small pond into a world of ice and snow. But I still often hold a warm water bag, to sit under the tree, at this time, those little guys have disappeared without a trace. Sometimes I can not resist the temptation to put my hand in the water. Ah, it's cold!
Hometown of the small pond, in the spring, you are vibrant; in the summer, you are brilliant; in the fall, you are full of fallen leaves; in the winter, you are silent. You are so beautiful all year round. I love you, hometown pond!
Hometown pond 13I have two beautiful hometowns, they are Wuyi and Fuyang. Among them, my favorite is Fuyang, because there is a beautiful pond
The warm spring came, the small pond woke up, the ice water on the surface of the pond gradually melted, the pool is full of colorful flowers, small fish and shrimp in the green grass hide-and-seek. The small fish jumped out of the water one by one, as if performing diving for people, the most fun or the small silver fish, as long as it jumped out of the water, it will swing its beautiful silver fins. At this time, I can't help but think of a little story - "Carp Jump Dragon Gate".
The hot summer came, the summer girl came to us with the fire-like sun, she sprinkled the hot sunshine on the earth, everywhere is hot, the flowers and trees by the pool are open mouth, a shout: thirst! Thirsty ah! ...... small pond became so lively, playful frogs gathered in the lotus leaves singing, as if in concert, the trees of the robin also accompanied them. From time to time, the small fish have to squeeze to a large lotus leaves under the cool, by the way to enjoy this moving music.
The cool fall came, the autumn girl waved a magic wand, the pond quiet down. An autumn wind swept through, the fallen leaves are blown into the pond, like a small boat on the water. The little fish were swimming happily, like a submarine searching for information about autumn. Small fish can be greedy mouth, once I threw a small grape into the small pond, they rushed to swarm over, you squeeze me and I squeeze you, who do not let anyone, fight.
The cold winter came, the small pond seems to be asleep. The snowflakes sprinkled on the surface of the pond, to the small pond put on a silver veil. At a glance, the small fish one by one as if dead, the small pond is silent. Small pond ah small pond, before I always think you are very good to the small fish, now how you have become so cold and heartless? Suddenly, I saw the tail of the little silver fish moved, and then the little fish one by one came to life, swimming happily, so it is they are joking with me!
Ah! The pond in my hometown is so beautiful! I love the pond in my hometown.
My hometown has a pond, the pond is often our children's paradise.
In the spring, the sun is warm, the wind and Xi, the pond to break free from the winter of detention, gradually glowing with vitality. Spring rains, pond water is increasingly abundant, and clear and clean, sunlight, like nothing, soft glass, white glazed water, reflecting the flotsam-like white clouds, and blue purple sky, around the willow tree stretching open yellow-green eyebrows, the sun's golden comb, combing the willow branches smooth and graceful. Breeze blowing, willow branches gently fluttering, branches and leaves, fog generally rising, to the pond added a lot of charm. White geese from the cloud shadow, willow shadow, the sky and water color swimming, "white hair floating green water, red palm dial clear waves", gentleman-like spirit. The grass around the pond is green and red, like a lace to the pond. Opposite the peach tree blossomed, such as fire, such as the sun, the fragrance of flowers like tide, attracted the bees and butterflies. The weather is getting hot, the pond's red lotus quickly multiply and grow, not half a month, has covered half of the pond, like a bit of rouge, dyed the pond is particularly enchanting. Red lotus and the bank of the willow, peach forest. All of this under the moon looks more beautiful, faint as a dream, hazy as poetry, beautiful as a picture.
Such a season, the children stay in the pond all day is not tired. The girls picked into the willow and wildflowers, the willow woven into a willow hat, and then the wildflowers on the hat, cheek to cheek on the head, to dress up as a flower fairy. Boys and girls pick the tough grass stalks, catching the pair of fighting grass, and then to the bushes to catch the size of the fingernail cap frogs, throw them into the pond, to see them paddle their little legs, either swimming to the center of the pond, legs, lightly leaping onto the red lotus, squatting on the top of the god, or swimming to the edge of the pond, drilling into the bushes. And my favorite is fishing, the grandfather cattle small bamboo whip to come, tied on the fishing line, tied on the hook, float, hanging bait, gently flicked, quietly standing in the pond fishing. The pond is always generous gift me a good harvest. Not half a morning, brought the basin will be swimming a small palm-sized crucian carp, carp.
Hometown pond, with unlimited interest and simple beauty. She is as beautiful as a girl with a natural face, beautiful in the villages and towns of the south of the Yangtze River. But everyone who grew up around her, dreaming, waking up in her beautiful silhouette is unforgettable.
The pond in my hometown15There is a pond in my hometown. A few weeping willows along the pond dress it up. Although the pond in my hometown is not as magnificent as the sea, and not as charming as the West Lake, I am y in love with it.
The pond is really quiet ah, quiet like a mirror, clearly reflecting the blue sky, white clouds, red flowers, green trees ...... pond is really soft ah, soft like a sentimental girl. A breeze whisked by, the water surface sparkling ripples, like a wind fluttering satin. The pond is really green ah, green like a flawless emerald, in the light of the sun, flashing a beautiful luster.
Early in the morning, I pushed open the window, a fragrance to the face, it turned out to be a pink lotus flowers show their smiling faces, reflected in the jasper-like pond, charming and moving. A turquoise lotus leaves, crystal dewdrops rolling around. A breeze blew, the lotus leaves dance, those dew drops will then fall into the pond, listen carefully to the tinkling sound, as if someone with what instrument to play a beautiful melody. Whenever this time, it will make people as if they were in a fairyland, enjoy the indescribable beauty of the quiet elegance, I was mesmerized.
At noon, the hot sun in the sky, dense layers of willow branches blocking the sun. Look at the willow girl, always love her beautiful hair into the pond, seems to want to wash away the fatigue of the day. Sometimes the water ripples charmingly flick, the scenery is really charming ah!
Dusk, the red sun fell into the pond, lying flat and steady, like a fire doll, the whole body of the green water, like a soft and smooth bed, gently lifting it. Green like flawless emerald water, this time by the sunset red, holding the red like a doll face of the sun, reflecting the graceful willow, what a beautiful picture ah!
At night, the bright moonlight sprinkled in the pond, the pond is like a layer of transparent veil, charming. Look! Reflected in the pond, those little stars, but also in the happy blinking little eyes ......
Ah! Hometown pond, your beauty is not in my hands to describe the pen. How can I not love you?