A breeze brushed from my face, I rubbed my eyes, the sky has broken dawn, although every corner of the East Lake are not flooded out of the red halo of the morning sun, but the lovely birds have long been dancing! See, their song is so beautiful: "chirping", as if in praise of spring! Unconsciously, the sun rose, and in an instant, the light illuminated the entire East Lake, and everything showed vitality. I stared blankly at the beauty of the East Lake in the early morning, intoxicated ......
Unconsciously, noon came, I hurriedly ate, and then came to the lakeshore, this time the scene is completely different from the early morning: swallow sister singing the hymns of spring; Willow sister in the lakeshore blossomed a smile; the ducks younger brother in the lake to enjoy the game; white geese uncle it? The white goose uncle? The white goose is strolling along the lake with the mother goose.
Night, quietly came, everything after a day of labor, are sweetly sleeping ......
Yes, the East Lake is very ordinary, it is ordinary lovely; ordinary pristine; more ordinary beautiful. The fish in the lake, the scenery of the shore, everything is quiet! I have enjoyed the laughter of the South Lake; the shadow of the West Lake; the fairyland of the Poyang Lake; and the smoke of the Taihu Lake; the beauty and simplicity of the Qinghai Lake, etc., but I like my hometown's Donghu Lake more, because my hometown's Donghu Lake is pure and lovely!
I think: "when nature in the creation of East Lake, must have taken up the carving knife, carved and carefully thought out, only to make the East Lake so clear, lovely!"
There is time to play in Wuhan's East Lake, I welcome everyone!