In late autumn, I walked into the people's Park, as if I saw a picture roll.
The sky was gray, and the sun was afraid of the cold. He covered his body with white clouds as a quilt. Some of the leaves jumped down without hesitation, like a small paratrooper, and some of the leaves could not be blown down, they seemed to be inseparable from the mother tree, still playing coquettish!
In the lake of the park, some parents and their babies rowed happily. Some elder brothers and sisters were still racing. Who rowed fast? Chrysanthemums on the lakeshore showed charming smiling faces, as if they were greeting us.
There are also children who draw sand paintings in the park. They look very serious. Some old people are walking leisurely, there are birdcages hanging on the trees, and some old people are playing with birds. It's really a beautiful park with a happy and peaceful atmosphere.