An English composition describing the scenery of West Lake

Charming West Lake, Hangzhou, the Four Seasons, "a paradise on earth" with an embedded shining pearl, it is that the West Lake.

West Lake of the Four Seasons is the United States. Spring in the West go to the flourishing of Bai Di, Sir Georg Solti on a lake view, the only sparkling lake, the waves Adventure, like precious stones such as the San Tan Chinese Restaurant embedded in the lake. Liu Si breeze from time to time your cheek, from time to time in gently over his head, shoulders Reinforced with a slight shake to organizations and the sound of distant and pleasant sound, that is how people intoxicated with it!

In the summer, the lake's West Lake, the lotus leaf, lotus hard squeeze hard squeeze. Most notably that of white jade flowers, demure, Su-jie, is "emerge unstained from filth." Jingying those holding lotus leaves, such as agate -like dew, and guard the arch of flowers and fat Huagu Duo, is a large picture of the artist or the beautiful landscape.

In the fall of the West Lake is one of the mature landscape. Ten shore of the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance you really make people to and from the lingering; the lake, the lotus leaf as the shy little girl, the lower the head, went into hiding, and waiting for them to remind people to take under Flanagan's Lotus then. At this time, Hua Zhao light of the boat, humming a ditty of leisurely, gently take the next lotus root. That only a lotus root it, Baibaipanpang, a naked truth of Doll Xiao Pang, people love. If you are from the basket, on a random selection, the bite on a clean wash, Cuisheng sheng, it has been able to taste sweet to your heart.

West Lake in winter is no exception. Although the flowers have to thank , but the lake bottom is clear, the plum blossom in full bloom is very beautiful; snow, snow-wrapped, the edge of the embankment in the cheerful children's play, laughter, the sound Xuefei, the co - Together, turned into a beautiful symphony.

Ah! West Lake! You're a bright, bright pearl you!

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The charming West Lake in the four seasons of Hangzhou, the "paradise on earth" There is a shining pearl embedded in it, that is the West Lake.

The four seasons in West Lake are beautiful. When spring returns to the earth, I walk on the Bai Causeway and Su Causeway where a hundred flowers are blooming in the West Lake and look at the lake. I see sparkling waves on the lake, light boats rippling, and the moon reflected in the three pools embedded in the lake like gems. The willow silk sometimes brushes your cheek, sometimes it gently passes over your head and shoulders, coupled with the slight sound of the oar and the beautiful sound of the piano in the distance, how intoxicating it is!

In summer, lotus leaves and lotus flowers are crowded together on the West Lake. The most eye-catching thing is the white lotus, which is as white as jade. It is quiet and pure. It is really "unstained from the mud." The lotus leaves hold those crystal clear, agate-like dewdrops, and guard the slim lotus and the fat lotus. Huaguduo is simply a beautiful landscape that cannot be replicated even by a great painter.

The West Lake in autumn is a mature scenery. The fragrant osmanthus flowers ten miles away from the shore are really nostalgic; on the lake, the lotus leaves are like shy little girls, all lowering their heads and hiding. They are reminding and waiting for people to pick the lotus roots under the roots. . At this time, people rowed brisk boats, hummed leisurely songs, and gently picked lotus roots. The lotus roots are white and fat, really like naked little chubby dolls, which makes people love them so much. If you pick one at random from the basket, wash it clean and take a bite, it will be crispy and the taste will always be sweet to your heart.

Winter in West Lake is no exception. Although the flowers have faded, the lake water is still crystal clear, and the plum blossoms in full bloom are even more beautiful; in the snowy sky, covered in silver, the children by the river bank are playing happily, with laughter and the sound of snow flying. Together, it becomes a beautiful symphony.

Ah! West Lake! You are really a bright and dazzling pearl!

The beauty of West Lake