我独自一人,在暖暖的午后漫步在公园的石头小路上,头顶一群白鸽扑棱棱地飞起,与蓝天融为一体。仰头看着那群白鸽,如一个个身穿白衣脱俗、素雅的仙女从天边降临,一时间,如蓝宝石的天空也黯然失色了,它们在空中旋转,迈着轻盈的舞姿,整片蓝天成了它们的舞台,山间潺潺的流水也被它们所折服,为它们伴奏,它们周围永远围绕着圣洁的光环。公园里,一片清新,我喜欢坐在树下欣赏美景,看着那风拂过树林,树枝摇曳;听着那鸟儿在歌唱,不亦 I am alone, in the warm afternoon stroll in the park path of the stone, a group of white pigeons flying overhead, blending with the blue sky. Looked up at the group of pigeons, as one dressed in white, elegant fairy coming from the sky, for a time, such as the sapphire sky also eclipsed, and they are rotating in the air, light dance, the whole piece of blue sky Became their stage, the murmuring waters of the mountains were also impressed by them for their accompaniment, surrounded by them forever holy aura. The park, a fresh, I like to sit under the tree to enjoy the beauty, watching the wind blew through the woods, branches swaying; listening to the birds singing, do not have