In the scenic area, every path I walked through was tree-lined, strolling among them, all the way to the lake and mountains, all the way to the scenery, the lush willows by the lake, the reeds floating with the wind, and the egrets that waved their wings flying low from the water, brought up by the flowers. Every shot here is a poetic picture. Those who take pictures, lovers who step on a couple's bicycle, or passers-by who walk slowly, may enjoy the lazy afternoon as much as I do. Because although the sky is clear and the clouds are far away, it is not hot. The wind stops the tree quiet, tired, just find a step or a chair to rest a little, is also a pleasure. When the sun sets, the sun will scatter the sky over the lake, and the beautiful Great Lake Bay is covered with a golden coat, "falling Xia and lone take off, autumn water will grow the sky together." I thought that if Wang Bo traveled through time and space, he would write a more beautiful verse than this, but I can only express the joy of my heart in these rough sentences.