Qiantang River

On the 16th to the 18th day of the lunar calendar, when the tide surged from the mouth of Zhejiang into the sea, the two sides of the river were always crowded, all vying to see the world. The tide in the distance is like a long silver-white line. The tide is gradually approaching, and it is surging with the surging tide. For example, the city of gold is piled up, and the belt of white jade is attached to Zhejiang. The waves of the swallowing sky connect the blue sky of the sea.

The drums from all directions should be like the sound of the tide of thunder, pushing the waves to a climax.

The athletes who are in the tide stand on the raging waves, arrogantly watching the tide of the claws, and holding the red flag to challenge the fierce waves. When the tides were close, the tide-stricken children screamed and rushed to meet the torrents of the torrents. The huge waves suddenly swallowed them, leaving only the red flag still on the water. The figure of the athletes flickers in the whale wave, like a brave shark fighting with the rapids, turning from time to time to change the posture. The waves roared, trying to devour them, but the athletes were not stumped for it, still holding the red flag high, and swimming in the waves, the red flag did not splash a little water!

The thrilling performance is as dreamlike as it is, and it is eye-catching, and the heart rises and falls with the ups and downs of the athletes. "Boom, bang, bang!" sounded a loud drum sound, the athletes snorted, as the drums leaped into the waves, riding the wind and breaking the waves, as smooth, the people on both sides of the vocal voices, and the fans cheered.

Suddenly the drums stopped abruptly, and the athletes disappeared into the waves like fish, and the screams on both sides suddenly fluctuated. Suddenly, dozens of athletes rushed from the water, and the two shores sounded awe-inspiring.

The spectacular tide of Qiantang River has made me forget it for a long time.

Fifth grade: Coco 3366