“小娃撑小艇,偷采白莲回。不解藏踪迹,浮萍一道开。”每当我念起这首诗,就会想起去年夏天我和姐姐、妈妈一起去荷塘采莲的经历。那天,踏着一路欢笑,我们来到了荷塘。一位年轻漂亮的阿姨接待了我们。阿姨把我和姐姐带进了荷塘边的一间小屋子,给我们换上了橙黄色的救生衣,教我们怎样划桨后,就将我们领到了荷塘边。放眼望去,哇!满眼的绿,绿中又带着粉红,就像一幅生动的 "When I read this poem, will think of my summer last summer, my sister and mother went to the lotus pond lotus experience. That day, marching laughter, we came to the Hawthorn. A young and beautiful aunt received us. My aunt took me and my sister into a small room on the side of the lotus pond and replaced us with an orange-colored lifejacket. After teaching us how to paddle, we took us to the lotus pond. Looking ahead, wow! Eyes full of green, green with pink, like a vivid