In the middle of the lake, Chen Xuan and his two companions rowed their small boat, enjoying the gentle breeze. Quite delightful indeed.
The slight ripples on the lake's surface glimmered, and the artificial island was planted with weeping willows.
The reflection on the water made it look from afar like a beautiful ink painting.
It was as if they were swimming in a painting, the scene profoundly pleasing and beautiful.
"Xuan, row over there and have a look, the reed marsh is very pretty," Xiao Yiyi smiled, pointing ahead.
Yang Leshan voiced her disagreement, "What's so great about the reed marsh? Let's go to the artificial island instead. There's a small pavilion where we can sit and rest for a bit."
"I said to go to the reed marsh first, so you have to get in line," Xiao Yiyi snorted lightly.
Chen Xuan shook his head with a smile, "Okay, then let's go to the reed marsh first and visit the artificial island on our way back."
