Lake Descriptive Writing

A cold breeze blew in the night, gently brushing past the green grass that grew by a small lake. The clear water shone with a dim silvery light, looking like a mirror reflecting the moon and the stars. There were no clouds in the sky, so it was easy to see those beautiful dots of light shining brightly in the darkness, looking like a black mantle riddled with diamonds.

It was a very pleasant night of spring, and anyone would find it refreshing to take a breath of fresh air in such conditions. Therefore, it was completely reasonable to see two people lying down on the grass side by side, looking at the stars. They were very close to the lake, where they could hear the rustling of the grass and the gentle crashing of the waves while watching the sky.

One was a man who held a wineskin in one hand and caressed the grass covered in dew with the other one. His somewhat long golden hair was a mess, but his sharp, green eyes still caught attention behind it. His features could be described as handsome, but the coldness of his expression would make most people look away.

He was dressed in a simple blue clothing, which was as messy as his hair. Although the person in question preferred to be seen as a carefree person, no matter how one looked at him, the word 'sloppy' would be the only way to describe him. His friends would laugh at his
Her body seemed to be a bit blurry, as if a pale light was covering it. Strangely enough, there were no shadows on her face, almost as if she had a natural glow instead of the moonlight falling from the sky. She wore a simple white dress that was a bit short, showing a glimpse of her long legs. Her icy blue eyes were gazing intently at the moon just like the man by her side. Her brows were lightly furrowed, her lips tightly pursed. She was clearly worried about something, but she avoided voicing it aloud. Yet, not even such an expression could hide her