How to describe Erhai Lake under the moonlight

An example of the description of Erhai Lake under the moonlight is as follows:

I once heard someone say that the moon in Erhai Lake is very beautiful, and its brightness is as clear as a dream. I have also heard people say that the Erhai Lake under the moonlight is beautiful and hazy like a dream. Therefore, I often try my best to imagine the moon in Erhai Lake and the intoxicating style of Erhai Lake under the moonlight. This summer, I had the chance to go to Dali with my father, and finally got to see its face.

When we arrived at the Erhai Lake, the sky was already dark and the moon was gradually becoming clear. The Erhai Lake in front of you is between clear and hazy, just like being between waking and sleeping, which has a unique taste. On the lake, the cruise ship passed by, leaving a long water mark, like a moon fairy flying across with a long skirt on the smooth green satin. The sparkling water of the lake looks like silk fluttering in the wind when viewed up close, and like finely carved jade when viewed from afar. However, it also reflects a few starlights, setting off the lights on the boat. In the intertwining of hazy and clear, a few stars are revealed. A mysterious color.

As night falls, haze fills the entire space of Erhai Lake. Compared with the bustling and noisy city, she seemed like a tired young woman who had taken off her makeup and gradually fell into a peaceful dreamland. At this time, she fully demonstrated her pure and quiet style, like a beautiful girl singing a cheerful song of nature.

In the bright moonlit night, maybe she was shy when she saw me, a stranger. In order to cover up her elegant face, she put on a white veil for herself. The moonlight fills the Erhai Lake, and the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus seems to float between heaven and earth. I couldn't help but be intoxicated. I felt as if I was in an extremely beautiful and harmonious movement, and my heart beat with the notes. Suddenly I thought of the poem "The tide of the Spring River reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide. The waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moon on the Spring River." The beautiful pipa song "Moonlight Night on the Spring River" seemed to ring in my ears. So, in midsummer, by the Erhai Lake, I returned to the gentle, pleasant, fresh and natural spring.

The wind, blowing from the lake, is cool and pleasant, like a goddess. Wherever it goes, there is no trace of the Sandman. The weeping willows stretch out their long sleeves by the lake, and the green grass on the shore dances in the wind. The birds that have returned to their nests long ago are chirping and flying. The bright moon was brighter at this time, and the moonlight no longer slowly swayed down, but poured down on the lake.

The dancing willows and green grass are so gentle, lively, innocent and natural, just like a simple child dancing with nothing in mind. The lake water lapped gently at the shore, beating the rhythm for them, and the insects and birds sang happily to accompany them. Facing the vast lake and quietly watching the dancers on the shore, I couldn't help reciting Cao Zhi's "Ode to the Goddess of the Luo": "The waves are moving slightly, and the socks are dusty. The movement is impermanent, and if you are in danger, you will be safe. It is difficult to move forward and stop, If you go back, you will return."

The mountain vaguely shows its graceful grace behind a light veil; the water gently caresses this soft veil; and the lightness The yarn is rippling in the wind on the sparkling water. On the shore of Erhai Lake, where movement and stillness, virtuality and reality, the clarity of the bright moon and the hazyness of the Erhai Lake merge, I feel that it is difficult to distinguish between heaven and earth, mountains and water, the moon and me, and that heaven and earth are one and the same. , just like a song with a wonderful sound, floating in the wind.