Today my father wanted to take me to the square on a whim to enjoy the beautiful night view of the square. I was very happy.
When we came to the square, the fountain was not open yet, but it was already crowded. There are old people, middle-aged people, young people, and minors. The elderly are chatting in the pavilion, the middle-aged people are walking on the path, the young people are chasing and playing around the fountain pool, and some minors are playing the "train" roller skating game. Bing's little child was being held up by his parents, as if he was about to fall.
After a while, as a burst of melodious music sounded, the fountain opened. According to the ups and downs of the music tone, the fountain is sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes slow, sometimes rapid. As the light changes, the colors also change: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple... It seems like the rainbow fairy is spreading her own colors on the fountain, which is really beautiful. The shapes of fountains are also varied. Some are like long dragons rising up, spitting out many pearl flowers; some are like large crystal balls that spread out into thousands or tens of thousands of pearls and scatter down at once; some are like giant yellow-scaled dragons that are entangled and biting, Swinging upwards, soaring into the sky, suddenly falling down, falling into the deep pool; others are like elves jumping and playing in the water.
There were also some active young people and children who simply entered the fountain pool, where they played and slapped. After a while, they came out, ah, they were all wet and looked like a drowned rat, but they were still smiling.
I have been intoxicated by the beautiful scenery in front of me. I seem to have turned into a water fairy, wearing a gorgeous colorful gauze dress, singing and dancing, keeping company with the little stars, telling beautiful legends. After a while, I woke up from my dream. It turned out that I was not a water fairy.
The fountain has been put in. My father and I came to the lawn and sat down, admiring the beautiful and strong grass. Hey, how can the grass change colors? It turns out that there are lights shining just like the fountain. There are dark green, turquoise, light green, dark green... Anyway, there is one word that cannot be separated: "green". Dad took me home, but my heart was still in the beautiful scenery of the square.
The night view of the square not only adds fun to our lives, but also decorates our Hangjin Houqi with extra beauty.