"Really beautiful!" Xiaowu looked at the lake ahead and exclaimed.

A huge lake, the color of the lake is clear pink, in the sunshine, like a girl with a pink face.

A thin blue mist floats on it, the breeze is gentle and gentle, like countless graceful girls dancing in the pink veil.

The waterside pavilions along the lake and the distant mountains reflect the lake, forming a miracle of pink lake, blue mist, misty Pavilion and Yishan. Well, what a fairyland it is.

Zhizhi smiled and said, "Yes, I like this lake very much. Especially in the morning when the sun has just risen and in the evening when...