The Hundred Lakes in the fall is not as vibrant as in the spring, not as radiant as in the summer, and not as cold and harsh as in the winter, but is an organic combination of lethargy and vitality.
Early in the morning, the lake is surrounded by a silence, a haze, look carefully, it turned out to be a layer of mist on the water. These fogs appear and disappear, as if a group of elves in the performance of spells, a moment to hide themselves, a moment and then quietly appear. The sun is still late, as if because yesterday's work is too tired, so today to sleep. In the morning, the layer of fog was gone, but the sun still didn't come out. After a while, the sun finally came out slowly. It first revealed a small piece of red, like a duck egg yolk cut three-quarters; then one-half of the large yolk; finally all jumped out of the water, suddenly changing color. The sunlight spread on the surface of the hundred lakes, as if it was covered with a layer of golden veil.
Noon, the sun has been completely into his "work". Because of the sun's illumination, the water has a tree, grass, small flowers reflection, plus swimming fish, constituting a very beautiful picture. It makes you feel that sitting down, quietly and lazily watching them is more important than doing everything.
At night, the Phoenix Square in Baijiahu comes alive. Youths take this place as a playground, running round and round; women take this place as a dance floor, follow the music and dance again and again; children take this place as an ice skating rink, with roller skates to the hundred hundred lakes around again and again; small dolls take this place as a playground, play again and again. The old people are tired of strolling, slowly sat down, happily watching the scene, as if he also returned to childhood.
I love the hundred lakes, and even more love the hundred lakes in the fall!