Lake Geneva: A Fairytale Blue

I finally arrived at the long-awaited Lake Geneva. As I strolled along the lakeside, the gravel path beneath my feet made a gentle sound, blending with the distant birdsong into a melodious morning tune. The sun gradually rose, casting golden rays on the lake's surface, making it sparkle as if countless stars were dancing. I paused, closed my eyes, and let the breeze gently caress my face. The willows by the lake swayed with the wind, as if telling ancient stories. I took out my camera, trying to capture this beauty in a photograph. However, I realized that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't fully depict the charm and allure of Lake Geneva. Perhaps, some beauties can only be truly felt when experienced in person.