People often say: "There is heaven in the world and Suzhou and Hangzhou in the world". The beauty of Hangzhou lies in the West Lake, and countless poems and songs are full of her charm. Today, when I came to Xizi Lake, I finally saw her beauty.
When I stood on the edge of the West Lake, I really understood why those literati have loved the West Lake so much since ancient times. The water in the West Lake is bright, calm and clear as a mirror. If the wind glides across the lake, it will slightly raise layers of fine blue waves, like lace on a girl's skirt. The mist of the lake is light and thin, as if covered with a mysterious and beautiful veil. In the distance, the mountains are empty and undulating, surrounded by a pool of clear water, dotted with the whole West Lake.
Go further and you will reach the broken bridge. Since ancient times, there is a beautiful legend circulating in the broken bridge. This is the bridge where Xu Xian and the white snake met. They made love on the bridge with umbrellas, which was warm and romantic. And I also bought a silk umbrella of the West Lake with great interest, holding a delicate red umbrella, enjoying the charming scenery of the West Lake, relaxing on the bridge and enjoying the elegant Jiangnan style.
After crossing the broken bridge, we arrived in Bai Causeway. The scenery on the Bai Causeway is You Mei, pleasant, wide and bright. A row near the road is planted with weeping willows, and a side near the lake shore is planted with peach trees, one peach and one willow, which are intertwined. Although the peach blossom season has passed, weeping willows are still unique. The delicate green Ye Er is covered with soft wicker, which flutters in the breeze. Strolling under the shade of green poplars and looking back at the West Lake, the lake is blue and the mountains are green, as if traveling in a world of pictures.
Further on, it is a good place to see the lotus. Looking around, it is really "the leaves in the sky are infinitely blue and the lotus flowers are of different colors." Looking closely, the lotus leaves in the clear water are dense. Some lotus flowers are beautiful and blooming in the wind; Some shy hide in the green bushes, fresh and elegant. Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of me, I can't help but sing a poem praising the lotus in the West Lake. Indulge in the clear warmth of this lake, and let poems and paintings flow slowly around you.