In the soft water of the West Lake, there are past historical stories, with deep cultural heritage, the broken bridge on the lake, the aroma of the book is gradually born.People who are crowded, people who look at the scenery also see their hearts.
I dont want to go to the West Lakes to squeeze people. I just want to blow the cool wind in a quiet place. There is a summer breath in the wind.It is sweet and sour, and cute, and the Kamakura of Zhejiang is like this. It does not have the large area of the West Lake, but it is elegant and beautiful, which is close to the urban area.
The ship was parked on the dock, the water wave was rippling, and the boat had never shaken.Come, the aroma of antique, the aroma of a light pine wood, can not hide it. The boat sailed to the distance, floating on the boundless lake, and the lake was deep, and it would not swallow it.In the direction, the distance in the distance is the paradise in its heart.
The wind shakes the water plants gently, and the fragrant grass and trees are brought out.It turned into a flash of stars, flashing, litting the lake, as if it was a fairys magic stick, accidentally fell into the world, the wind was gentle, and the lake was romantic.
Stepping on the rainbow trail, humming the song along the quiet lake water, the asphalt road under the foot, there is withThe inexplicable sense of solidity, every time I take a step, it is a little closer to happiness.The colorful bubbles float on the blue sky, becoming a dreamy planet, and the beautiful scenery is reflected.
Facing the gentle sunshine, walk all the way, stop and stop, dont rush to catch up with the sun in the sky, and dont regret the past time, just feel slow now, feel slowThe beautiful time, the hills are lustrous, and become a wave line, which outlines the outline of the distant mountains. The green mountains are connected, becoming a natural ink painting.
The corner of the corner, to the left or right, all have different scenery.Seven stars, no longer there, there will be no way to reach the end. With the colors of summer, the leaves are even smaller and fresh, trembling in the wind, reminiscent of childhood summer, the fan in memory, shake and shake, shake and shake, Shake the troubles, the rest of the happy time.
I dont know how high the mountain on the other side is, I only know the towering mountain peak, with a full sense of security.The wind is gentle, mixed with a coolness, the birds with different birds and birds are intertwined, and they have become cheerful tunes.
The rainbow fell into the world, on the asphalt road, with lucky colors, colorful lines, with innocent dreams, roadsThe hut on the side is quiet and beautiful, and there are few places where people are disturbing have become paradise on earth.
The fonts on the street sign are as clear as ever. At each fork intersection, some people go, some people stay, walk in a hurry, pass by the beautiful world, and they have become a beautiful world.Passenger, staying quietly, reverie thought about the future, everything is beautiful.
The house by the lake is different from the hut in Jiangnan Water Village.The white wall, with the blue sky, has the style of Santorini, the simpler, the more beautifully have a different beauty.The scrolls are unique.
Follow the winding trail, walk along the way, every way, every other person is full of surprises.The joyful laughter came from the house, and the family is neatly neat, the greatest happiness.
Angels waved their wings, stomped their toes, yearned for the blue sky, and flew back to the home in its heart with a look back, leavingNo matter how far, the heart is still at home. No matter how far, it will return home. On the small wild flower on the grass slope, the romance of the Yu Meiren has become a nearby beauty., Forget the time.
This is the Square Lake in Zhejiang, located in the southeast of Lianghu Town, Shangyu District, Shaoxing City, Zhejiang Province.
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