West Lake

Recently, I felt restless like grass in my heart, and a powerful voice kept shouting in my heart: the Lotus in the West Lake has been blooming, aren’t you coming? After all, the West Lake liu yue, scenery not and four. Infinite blue day lotus plants, lotus flowers in red. When we were very young, we fell in love with this poem and the west lake full of magical colors. There were broken bridges, Su Dyke, white lady, Su Xiaoxiao and legendary stories that could not be told. I never thought that one day I would come to Hangzhou and live on the dreamy West Lake, which was really a gift from God. You said, in June, you want to go to the West Lake to see Holland. In fact, I don’t want to. Every month and every weekend, I want to go for a stroll by Xizi Lake. After coming to Hangzhou, I like two places, one is West Lake and the other is Nanhua garden. Nanhua garden is near Qizhen Lake. It takes five minutes to get there by bike. The West Lake is a little far away. I have been there two or three times by bike, about an hour and a half. These two scenes, one far and one near, became my deepest concern in Hangzhou. At the beginning of June, I planned to go to the West Lake to see lotus flowers, which was always postponed because of various things. Finally, I was looking forward to the Dragon Boat Festival. I finally waited for a three-day holiday, and the day came to late June unconsciously. I made an appointment with my friends to go to the West Lake to see lotus flowers. On the first day of the Dragon Boat Festival, my friend suddenly had something to lose his family background, considering that there would be more visitors to the West Lake on the first day of the holiday, so he postponed it to the next day. However, it suddenly rained heavily the next day, so all kinds of trips had to be abandoned. On that day, I stood alone by the window, staring blankly at the boundless dim sky outside the window. A very wide bead curtain was hung between the sky and the earth. The beads were blown slanting by the wind, making the glass window snapping. Not far away, the soft branches of willows beside the lake were also blown to one side fiercely by the wind, just like a delicate girl’s figure in the storm. Unconsciously, my mind drifted onto the West Lake again. I thought of the Lotus on the West Lake at this moment. In the golden sunshine in the past, the lotus flowers in the West Lake were amazing concubines dressed up, with their eyes flowing and glowing in the front and behind; But in the storm at this moment, the lotus flowers in the West Lake should be the children of the rivers and lakes who are chivalrous and soft-hearted. They jumped out of an earthshaking dance with their lives in the wind and sword rain, and crystal clear raindrops flew on their blushed cheeks, striking the solemn and majestic notes flying all over the sky on the gray sky, the emerald and green dress, in the turbulent and rolling waves, with the notes flying over and over to turn out a magnificent Changhong, the shocking dance. A wind and rain adds a lot of thrilling beauty to a pool of Lotus. At this moment, I want to stay at the West Lake and silently appreciate the fairy Lotus that jumped out of the gorgeous dance in the storm. But I know what a luxury dream it is. I yearned for soul-stirring, but was scared by soul-stirring. That accident made me seldom travel alone, especially in such days, to be honest, I was very timid. If you were with me, I would not be afraid of anything. If you were there, we would certainly hit it off, because we always had such a tacit understanding. 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