Qiantang City has always been known as "a paradise on earth". Although in this technological era, it has been given many new positioning and new directions of development, when people think of Qiantang City, what they think of is its beautiful West Lake, its long and rich historical heritage, and its sad and picturesque myths and legends...

"The Buddhist lay Buddhist Xiangshan has a poem that is beautifully written: the sunrises, the flowers in the river are redder than the fire, and the river waters are as green as blue when spring comes. How can you not remember the south of the Yangtze River? Here is the beauty of spring in Qiantang City...

My old friend Mr. Liu also has another masterpiece praising Qiantang City: the southeast is beautiful, the three Wushu city, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. The smoke and willows painted bridges, wind curtains and green curtains, and the 100,000 families are uneven... The lake is stacked with a roll (Yan's third sound) Qingjia, there are three autumn osmanthus and ten miles of lotus…”

Walking in the bustling West Lake Scenic Area, Taibai, who was so excited, started chatting with Zhang Lao Hei again.

Although Zhang Laohei put on a look of "Do you think I'm paying attention to you?", Taibai still ignored it and continued to talk nonstop: "Three autumn osmanthus, ten miles of lotus, one is talking about autumn, the other is talking about summer... Taibai I know so many poets and lyrics, they all prefer West Lake, but they love West Lake in spring, summer and autumn, Qiantang City, so I thought that the West Lake in winter is just a pool of stagnant water, and we will have less fun this time."

"But unexpectedly, the winter here is still so lively and so bright and charming. There are no lotus flowers that cover the sky and the sun, and these colorful and colorful chrysanthemums that bloom brightly..." Taibai pointed to the bushes of full blooming chrysanthemums under the weeping willows by the lake and said with emotion.

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Yes, the chrysanthemums in West Lake are in full bloom!

Although it is only artificially planted, after several years of cultivation, it has formed a very large scale, with continuous blooming chrysanthemums, bright red, lilac, tender yellow, and gradient colors, colorful and colorful, covering a corner of the West Lake in various shapes!

The West Lake in winter was originally a bit cold and bleak, but now the colors of chrysanthemums and people's enthusiasm for enjoying chrysanthemums make the winter of West Lake look like autumn, which is sunny and shimmering and lively!

It was also because I heard that there was such a beautiful chrysanthemum exhibition that Yang Yan, who had just stayed in the hotel, took Luo Luo to West Lake to visit when the afternoon trip was not made any special arrangements - to come to Qiantang City, and not take a walk around West Lake. Wouldn't that be a pity?

What's more, the hotel arranged by the organizer for them is near West Lake!

"For such a beautiful scenery, let's take some photos and go back to show it to my mother. OK?" Yang Yan put down the little girl in his arms, and said in the girl's ear while taking the camera from his backpack.

The temperature in Qiantang City is much lower than that in Yangcheng. Yang Yan was afraid that Luo Luo would catch a cold, so he put on a down jacket and two thick layers of pants. He wore a beautiful knitted hat on his head and a little bear glove that could reveal his little fingers on his hands.

In this way, the originally petite little girl was wrapped tightly, leaving only her ignorant little face exposed. It seemed that due to the constraints of her clothes, the originally lively and active little girl also became a little clumsy, shaking, and walking like a little penguin.

There were crowds around him, and Yang Yan was afraid that Luo Luo would be lost. He squatted on the ground, hugged Luo Luo in his arms with his arms, and then grabbed the SLR camera with both hands and took a photo at the blooming chrysanthemums in front of him.

First take a close-up, then take a photo that combines long and close-up...

Yang Yan, who was a little unsatisfied in his skills, was slow and took a long time to take a photo. Luo Luo turned his gaze from the beautiful flowers to the camera that his father was holding.

What is Dad doing? It seems to be very fun!

The little girl is curious about what her father does. Although she has seen her father take photos before, this time, the little girl with a strong desire to participate couldn't help but raise her little hand. Her fingers were bound by gloves and a little inflexible, so she simply pressed her right hand on the camera in front of her.

This force is quite strong, and Yang Yan, who was caught off guard, almost couldn't catch the camera!

Fortunately, he wrapped the camera strap around his wrist. Yang Yan quickly pulled it back with his eyes and hands.

Luoluo didn't know she had caused trouble yet, so she turned her head and looked at her father with big eyes blinking.

Look at the little girl's clear and bright big eyes and innocent little look, it really makes people unable to raise any thoughts of criticism.

Yang Yan didn't plan to blame his daughter. After grabbing the camera, he rubbed his head affectionately with Luo Luo's knitted hat. He only had a small head exposed at the end of his hair. He asked with a smile: "Do you want to learn to take pictures too?"

Of course, Luo Luo, who couldn't understand what his father was saying, could only respond to his father with a smile on his face and a bright mood.

She was wrapped in clothes, a little clumsy, and the little girl didn't laugh so easily. Naturally, she was also lazy and didn't like to laugh out loud.

Yang Yan held up the camera and pointed it at a chrysanthemum in front. Then he pulled Luo Luo's little hand up with his right hand, gently pressed it on the camera shutter, and encouraged him: "Come on, Luo Luo, press it down and you can take a picture for your mother!"

Luo Luo didn't know how to use force, and her fingers were bound. She followed her father's hand and touched her. It was her father who helped her, covered her big fingers and pressed the shutter.

Only a "click" sound was heard, and a photo was taken on the screen of the SLR camera.

"Wow!" Yang Yan turned his head exaggeratedly, looked at his daughter and smiled, "You took a photo!"

Luo Luo was a little confused. She opened her mouth slightly to look at her father. I wonder why her father was so excited - what happened just now? She didn't even feel it!

Yang Yan grabbed the camera's finger and moved it, and pulled out the photo that Luoluo had just taken, and praised it: "Look, look, Luoluo, this is the photo you just took!"

Luoluo looked at it curiously, then turned to look at her father.

I don’t know if the little girl understood what she did. Perhaps she was influenced by her father’s energetic expression, her cute little mouth couldn’t help but grin and smiled happily with her father.

"Come on, let's take a few more photos. When we get back, my father told my mother that these were all shots by Luoluo, and then tell my mother the story of us going to West Lake to see flowers!" Yang Yan continued to speak to Luoluo with a positive emotion, with a warm and happy smile on his face.

Listening to my father talking to me, Luo Luo kept grinning with her little mouth. Under her knitted hat, her big eyes were as bright as the West Lake reflecting the sunshine, and the ripples of happiness were rippling.
Chapter completed!