Early that morning, before the hazy moonlight and naughty morning star retired, we set off cheerfully. Jiu Feng Park, the stars have faded, and the East has turned white. As soon as we entered the park gate, we smelled a refreshing fragrance of flowers. Ah, not far away, it is a colorful flower bed! There are countless chrysanthemums in the flower bed: some are half-opened, some are full of flowers, some are in full bloom, and some are like a shy little girl with half her face hidden under the leaves. From a distance, it seems to be a holiday fireworks. Everyone can't help but admire and revel in this chrysanthemum "feast".
We walked up the stairs hand in hand and soon reached the top of the mountain. We looked up and saw that Nanping, shrouded in mist, had not yet woken up, just like a sleeping beauty lying under a veil, looming. By the time the students had breakfast, the east had turned white. At this time, the sky changed quickly, gradually became dazzling, and then red lines emerged from the horizon. This kind of red is getting thicker and brighter, which makes the clouds in the sky seem to be edged with red. "The sun is about to rise!" I don't know who gave a cry and the crowd began to boil.
The sun pecked through the clouds with difficulty, first leaned out of its red face and looked shyly at the earth. Then, as if someone had pushed him, he suddenly jumped out, but he was still red and not dazzling. Later, the sun rose slowly, with bursts of light and a veil-like mist. At this time, standing on the top of the mountain and looking down, rivers, streets and houses all show clear outlines. Ah, an energetic day has begun again!
On the horizon in the distance, the sun is about to set, and the sunset glow in the western sky is waving colorful scarves. Golden grass is everywhere. The evening breeze blew, and a bunch of green bristlegrass shook out a lyric song at dusk. Rows of white huts appear, exquisite as fairy tales and beautiful as dreams.