In the evening, after the drizzle, the air was so fresh, the sky was dyedorange, flowers and crystal clear beads, just like little girls holding shiningpearls. Looking at the beautiful scenery, my family decided to take a walk inBeigu mountain.
When I got to Beigu mountain, it was more beautiful than I thought. Thedancers came and went, and it was crowded here. Colorful lights, like a bunch ofmeteors from the sky. Even the branches are covered with green lights, somysterious.
Walking further inside, it seems to be a fairyland. The sparkling riversets off the blue light. In the light of the moonlight, silver white moonlighton the lake, is so quiet. All of a sudden, the silver dance clothes of thebright moon and the Yingying lights are blending The call of willow swinging andwillow twigs and the soothing feeling of breeze came to my ears. Unconsciously,we came to the river, a winding bridge across the river. I went to the bridgeand looked at the beautiful scenery of the river, but who knew I met"Charlotte". Seeing that it is not afraid of wind and rain, and persisting inweaving the net on the bridge, I seem to understand something from theadventure.
Walk down the bridge and come to the famous Baoding in Zhenjiang. Althoughthere are no stars tonight, the ground is full of stars. They twinkled, shiningso brightly in the center of the dark square. At this time, I suddenly turned myeyes to Baoding, and saw that it was tall and towering, just like a giant withindomitable spirit.
Late at night, the whole square is no longer so busy, the dancers left, thefishermen left. But there is still the call of the north wind and the deepsinging of the cicada in my ears. The river under the moonlight is still soquiet and beautiful.
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