May Day: 200 words of interesting travel stories

On May 1st, the weather was very cool. The wind blows softly.

In the afternoon, my father and mother and I came to Wenzeng Road. Wenzeng Road is a newly developed sightseeing road in Xiamen, where there are many pleasant scenery. Dad parked the car on the side of the road, so I opened the door, got out of the car, and came to a place that looked like a garden.

I saw many flowers, including red, purple, and pink, which were very beautiful. The flowers are very shy, only willing to reveal a little bit of festoon in the green; the flowers are very stingy, always hiding in the green leaves, unwilling to show their faces; the flowers are also very naughty, using red lights to break the purity of the tree. Green, the verdant grass, and decorated it with purple and pink, but not seriously, just paint a stroke in the east and a stroke in the west.

After leaving this place full of flowers, we came to a small river where the water was very clear. There are still a few tadpoles in the water! You see, their black bodies, big heads, and long tails look more like a small comma. They are swimming happily around with their tails wagging.

I stepped on the stones and reached the opposite side. Then, I went up the stone stairs again, and I saw many bougainvilleas of different colors. There are red ones, orange ones, and purple ones; and their shapes are also varied. There are several butterflies on it. One of the white butterflies is flapping its wings. There are several spots on the wings. The spots are of different sizes and shapes. It flapped its wings happily and its two tentacles kept moving, like a shy girl "walking" among the flowers.

Going further, we came to Shangli Reservoir in Xiamen City. The reservoir is like a piece of crystal jasper embedded in the mountains. The surrounding stone walls are exposed with moss marks. She takes the rolling mountains surrounding her and the lush green trees surrounding her into her shimmering waves. Several egrets fluttered back and forth on the water. This scene was as picturesque as a poem.