The exquisite composition of Wolong Mountain Park is 350 words.

Spring has come and the earth has revived. Grandpa sent away the cold of the earth in winter, and Miss Spring came to the world with light steps. The scenery in spring is very beautiful, just like a vivid painting. Wolong Mountain lies like a dragon in Wolong Lake, which is really beautiful.

In spring, I walk in the Woods of Wolong Mountain, enjoying the infinite scenery of nature. There are colorful roses, orange winter jasmine, yellow iris and pink bauhinia, which compete for beauty. I walked to the front of the mountain, and I remember looking at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountain. The flowers of green mountains and green waters are simply beautiful. Look, that tall and straight poplar tree is heroic, with a faint silver on its trunk and glittering green leaves rippling on its lush branches, as if to show off its preciousness. Autumn makes people feel fresh. Walking on the path paved with golden leaves and looking at the yellow and red trees seems to bring you into a golden world. In winter, plum blossoms are in full bloom all over the mountains, constantly demonstrating their persistence, courage and fear of hardship. In summer, all the lotus flowers in Wolong Lake are in full bloom. Some just spread out two or three petals, some petals are all spread out, revealing small bright yellow lotus flowers, and some are full of flowers and bones, which looks like they are about to burst. The infinite blue of lotus leaf is true, and the color of lotus is different. The lake is crystal clear, and it looks like a big mirror, reflecting the temples in the lake. I like to watch the small fish in the water on the shore and swim freely. Looking at these small fish, I seem to feel like I have become a small fish, chasing, playing and fighting with other small fish in the water. Keep jumping out of the water, do a dragon tail swing and do a forward somersault for one and a half weeks. The bubbles in my mouth are like strings of small pearls. The melodious bells of guangde temple echoed in the quiet valley. It is as beautiful as a fairyland.

I love my hometown, and I love Wolong Mountain Park in my hometown even more.