40 words in the diary of the beautiful Le'an Sijiu Square

On Sunday, I came to the beautiful County Party Committee Square. First of all, what comes into view is the green grass. The grass is so green, like green carpets, spread on the bare cement road.

The flowers in the flower beds on the grass are blooming. They are colorful and red, like fire, pink like clouds, and white like snow. You don’t let me, I don’t let you, attract butterflies. Dancing with bees among the flowers. There are rows of straight poplar trees on both sides of the square. They are like rows of guards guarding the square.

Night falls, and the colorful neon lights light up. It turns pink for a while, red for a while, and blue for a while... It really dazzles me. At this time, the square is the most colorful. Delightful children on roller skates. They were sneaking back and forth in the crowd, now here, now there... The mother was about to say hello to her child, but all of a sudden he disappeared into the crowd.

Ah, the square! You are the pride of our Nong'an people. You have made our hometown so beautiful. I am proud of you.