The composition describing Xianghu Lake is 350 words.

My home is in the beautiful Xiaoshan. I love the flowers and grass here. I love the beautiful Xianghu Lake, a charming lake. The following is my 350-word composition about Xianghu Lake. Do you know where Xianghu Lake is?

Xianghu Lake is a leisure resort in Xiaoshan, my hometown, and the scenery is very charming.

In spring, rows of green trees stand on both sides of the road, and many birds stand on the branches. Birds chirp and grass sticks out its tip from the ground. Tourists take boats from the shore. They stood at the bow and enjoyed the charming scenery on the lake. From time to time, the fish jumped out of the lake and splashed. The splash hit the tourists and wet their clothes, but they were still very happy.

In summer, the lake is sparkling and the sun is scorching. Trees cover the sun with lush leaves, and tired people can rest and enjoy the cool under the trees. The ground is full of colorful wild flowers, including red, white, purple, green and pink ... It's so beautiful. Children can also swim and play happily in the "Golden Beach Playground".

In autumn, there are several beautiful white swans in the upper reaches of the lake. They swam freely for a while, and then went ashore to play games with other partners. Fallen leaves fall slowly from the trees, and Xianghu Lake becomes a golden ocean.

In winter, white snow falls from the sky and falls on houses, trees and the ground. Everything is white. With the north wind blowing, people rushed to the farmhouse to drink hot tea. ...

Xianghu Lake, with charming scenery all year round, is really a beautiful and leisurely place. I love Hu Xiang in my hometown!

I heard that Xianghu Lake in autumn is beautiful, so I came to Xianghu Lake in autumn to find out.

When I came to Huxiang, I was an eye-opener: Although there were no small fish in Hu Xiang, the fallen leaves on the lake decorated the lake. The lake also reflects the trees beside it, just like another world in the water. Xianghu Lake is very quiet, even if you walk very close, you can't hear a sound.

"Look, there's a boat!" Suddenly someone pointed at the boat on the lake behind me. When I saw it, the ripples behind the ship caught my eye again: the ripples followed the ship closely. Suddenly, a yellow leaf floated on the ripple. The ripple seemed to notice it, but it didn't play games with the fallen leaves and continued to follow the boat.

Even more beautiful is Hunan Lake. Some dandelions have withered, but some are still golden yellow. When you blow them gently, they will fall. I thought: Maybe the dead dandelion left because it wanted to spread seeds? And the golden one may be waiting for Miss Qiu to play.

The most beautiful thing is the fallen leaves. Fallen leaves almost covered the ground, and stepped on it to make a "creaking" sound, as if accompanying autumn. Pick up a piece and feel rough and dry. I know, the wind dropped them from the branches to the ground, and they had to bid farewell to the trees in the most beautiful posture in order to fly in mid-air like butterflies!

Today, we came to the famous Xianghu Lake, but it is much farther than the West Lake.

In this activity, our children play in the farmhouse, some adults chat and drink tea, and some fathers go fishing. We can be very happy when we play in the farmhouse: badminton, table tennis, frozen people, hide-and-seek and so on, and have a good time.

We played all day and finally stayed at night. Six friends started to use Qixin Bao jiaozi, which has many flavors and styles. Everyone packages it in different ways. Everyone has something to do. In order to catch 300 jiaozi, everyone is in full swing. "Chef"-Xinxin's father, but he is a good "cake". Tonight, he showed an omelet. That smell is really full of praise! After eating the omelet, it's time for jiaozi to play at home. Everyone picked up chopsticks to hold it, and even the puppy on one side barked to eat it! After eating jiaozi, everyone lit a stove to keep warm. The children are not to be outdone. With the help of Yo-Yo's mother, they also lit a stove for the children. The fire is booming, and sparks are like fireworks, which adds a little beauty to this lively night. Gradually, the fire will burn out, and everyone looks around for thick bark and thin sticks to awaken the sleeping flame again. Although it was lit again, the flame, after all, had a time limit and gradually merged into the tranquility of the night. Civilization leaves, you can still smell it, floating in the air, and the deep happy memories tonight.