Beautiful Yangjiaxi

On the day of the May Day holiday, Grandpa’s old friend came from Wenzhou, and his granddaughter Zhang Wenyang and I became good friends.

Early in the morning, we came to Yangjiaxi. At the gate, a large stone stands on it: Yang Jiaxi.

Yangjiaxi is too much with us. We can see high-rise buildings everywhere, but there is no one here, all of them are private houses. The eucalyptus can be seen everywhere, and at first glance, it is a green paddy field.

Coming to a stream, the stream is like a sapphire, very clear, like a bright mirror. Many people are shooting water guns, and I am no exception.

Sitting on the bamboo row, we went to a bamboo raft, looking from here, there are many trees on the opposite hill. I stumbled upon the stairs inside, I was very curious, and there were still people inside. Later, I discovered that the opposite person passed from the bridge over there.

The stream rushed and sang for us with its crisp voice. Looking at the opposite mountain, it is like a volley to unfold a magical and beautiful picture. Suddenly, the water was rushing like a brook. The spray blooms one by one, and the sound is much bigger than before.

The beauty of Yangjiaxi makes me unforgettable forever!

Fourth grade: Liu Xingyi