The breeze is pasted with the microwave-dangling lake water, passing through the reed bush, gentle like a lover's double beak, melted every passer-by, but unfortunately the birds have gone home, no bird has not seen the duck, the reed is not very lush now. It should be more beautiful in another season. See you next time. [Naughty] The good off-season is that there are few people. The grandmother who rows the boat is also very good. She is very enthusiastic [love]. She cooperates with taking pictures. 📷 80 people on the boat.