In the early morning of the beautiful Hubin Park, the breeze blows, and the upside-down willows are gently blown by the lake wind, like a girl's gauze skirt gently floating left and right. I strolled along the cobblestone path by the lake, one by the river

Beautiful Lakebin Park

In the early morning, the breeze blows, and the upside-down willows are gently blown by the lake wind, like a girl's gauze skirt gently floating left and right. I strolled along the cobbled path by the lake, and there were more than a dozen retired people in an empty field by the river, playing tai chi to the music. There were also several containers with trial workers living in them, who got up early and were ready for work. The water hyacinth in the lake is green, and not far away there are a few small birds playing on the weeds on the surface of the lake. Look up at the sky, blue sky and white clouds, the grandeur of the tall buildings in the distance, and the occasional large ship on the lake to load cargo, burning diesel machines rattling all the way forward, heading in the direction of the destination. The sparkling waters are a delight to linger on.