Composition of Morning at Weishan Lake

In the past two days, outstanding party members from my father’s unit went to Zaozhuang to visit and play. I was fortunate to be treated as a "little successor" and went with them. Although this journey was quite hard, there were really a lot of gains, especially It was the lotuses in Weishan Lake that left a good impression on me.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, the tour bus set off on time and drove at high speed. We talked and laughed in the car, ate snacks and drank drinks. The 4-hour drive ended without realizing it.

The first stop was Weishan Lake, a well-known anti-Japanese base area in my mind. I looked around, and on the rippling lake, there were clusters of flowers, green and red, lotus leaves swaying in the wind, and lotus flowers blooming, showing the most beautiful side in front of us. The blooming lotus is bright red and the petals are blooming one by one from the outside to the inside. A breeze blows, and the lotus sways in the wind, like a dancing flower fairy. The budding lotus is as big as my fist, and its pointed head emerges shyly from the lotus leaf. It is white and red, as if it is waiting for a summer rain to urge it to bloom. The lotus, aloof and tall, suddenly reminded me of Zhou Dunyi's words, "It comes out of the mud but is not stained, and when it washes through the clear ripples it is not a monster." Dad said that you should be like He. No matter what kind of environment you are in, you must keep yourself clean and be a noble person!

Everyone was admiring the lotus, and I noticed the lotus leaves in different shapes. Some lotus leaves have tall stems reaching out of the water, opening up like an umbrella, leaving a shade for the lotus leaves below and the water surface; some lotus leaves are spread flat on the water surface, one by one. They are squeezed together to form a green carpet. When the wind blows, the water waves will carry the lotus leaves and gently ripple away. I sprinkled the mineral water on the lotus leaf. Countless small water droplets fell on the lotus leaf and instantly condensed into small round water droplets. The round water droplets slid here and there on the lotus leaf. Like the beautiful ice ballet, I was stunned.

I feel itchy in my heart. I really want to fold a lotus leaf and put it on my head to protect myself from the sun and rain. However, I am reluctant to give up. If everyone is like me, Weishan Lake will still be beautiful. So beautiful?

I quickly hummed the popular anti-Japanese song in a low voice: "The sun in the west is about to set, and the Weishan Lake is quiet, playing the beloved native pipa..." Suddenly in front of me It shows scenes of the mysterious railway guerrillas on Weishan Lake attacking the Japanese, as well as the heroic soldiers who were resourceful and fought bloody battles against the Japanese invasion.

Beautiful Weishan Lake, heroic Weishan Lake!