Charming West Lake dynamic description sentences

The Three Pools are in the center of the lake. Looking up from here, the north and south peaks have been wrapped in clouds and cannot be seen clearly. Willow Waves and Huagang are hidden in the dense green, and occasionally the shadow-like cornices are exposed. . West Lake is like a pearl inlaid in heaven. It is so beautiful and touching that it makes me reluctant to leave! Winter in West Lake is no exception. Although the flowers have faded, the lake is still crystal clear and the plum blossoms in full bloom are even more beautiful.

The four seasons in West Lake are beautiful. When spring returns to the earth, I walk on the Bai Causeway and Su Causeway where a hundred flowers are blooming in the West Lake and look at the lake. I see sparkling waves on the lake, light boats rippling, and the moon reflected in the three pools embedded in the lake like gems. If you think about it carefully, when it comes to water, West Lake is not as good as Taihu Lake and Erhai Lake; when it comes to mountains, Shuangfeng is not as good as Yandang, let alone Huangshan. In summer, lotus leaves and lotus flowers are crowded on the surface of West Lake. The most eye-catching thing is the white lotus, which is as white as jade. It is quiet and pure. It is really "unstained from the mud." In the snowy day, covered with silver, the children by the river bank are playing happily, laughing and snowing. The flying sounds, together, turned into a beautiful symphony. When I went to Hangzhou, it was the rainy season in the southeast, and it was rainy. “It’s beautiful when the water shines brightly, but the mountains are so beautiful when it’s empty and rainy.”

Here, nature and human creation are integrated and complement each other. The beauty of nature and ethics are integrated into the ultimate beauty. The beauty of West Lake lies here! At this time, it was drizzling and the water and sky were the same color. When the boat arrived at Three Pools Reflecting the Moon, we abandoned the boat and landed. It is the spring season when red, thin and green are lush, but the flowers in the West Lake are blooming all the time. Walking through the twists and turns of the stone bridge, Ti Lian was asleep under the bridge. The intoxicating aroma hits my face, and it's hard to tell which kind of flower it is. Even the green and hairy grass and the crystal-clear bitter stele seem to be emitting a delicate fragrance.