I looked up and saw many colorful butterflies floating in the sky. Some kites fly high, some rise slowly, some glide down, some spin and dance with the wind, as sensitive and vigorous as petrels. Kites decorate the blue sky like a beautiful kaleidoscope.
I was about to go home when I suddenly saw some camellias in the park. Only camellia is eye-catching and colorful. Some are pink, like a baby's face, some are white, like white snow ... A breeze blows, and the petals of camellia fall one after another, like camellia rain, and like fairy scattered flowers. I was fascinated by the scenery in front of me, and unconsciously I seemed to become a butterfly, dancing among the flowers.
I like the park in spring, and I like the happiness that spring brings me more.