Tourists walk in front of peach trees in Quancheng Park. Su Shi said in his poem: There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and there are duck prophets in the spring water heating. The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river. Haha, after reading Su Shi's poems, I seem to have found a place to eat puffer fish.
Quite critical, a flower knows spring. Peach blossoms are in full bloom, colorful and fiery red. Bai Juyi said in his poem: in April, the beauty of the world is exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are blooming. I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here. Born in a city, you don't have to go to Shan Ye. Quancheng Park was originally a botanical garden. All kinds of peach trees were planted. Especially that peach garden, white, red and green, is really exciting.
Someone's movie is alive. Nobody's movie is quiet. Avoid the crowd and take another picture from another angle. It's beautiful. Many people in Cuihu don't know this poem, but I believe many people can recite it casually: last year today, peach blossoms set each other off in this door. Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. Yes, year after year, the peach blossoms remain the same. Year after year, people's situation is different.
Liu Wanmei hangs on the cool moon, and the Zhongshan mirror looks more. Peach blossoms rained in Lanxi for three days, and carp came to the beach at midnight. It's hard for city people to have such a place, but it's sad to watch the peach blossom rain. Petals fall with the wind, who is the flower burial person? Who will protect these flowers?
I like the backlit light and shadow very much. Virtual reality is like a dream. Liu Yuxi wrote: Peach blossoms are all over the sky, and spring water hits mountain streams in the middle of Shu. A girl saw it and thought that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, and infinite sadness was like this endless river of water. He thought of love in his poems. Zamo Zamo, what's that smell?
In Ceng Gong, the rain overflowed the horizontal pond, and the dike was full of water, and the mountains competed with each other. After a while, the peaches, plums and bloom were all dyed. Ceng Gong is the Ceng Gong that built Daming Lake levee. How did he express his feelings?
Looking at Lushan Mountain from the front and side of peaks and valleys, from far, near, high and low places, Lushan Mountain presents various faces. I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there. This is not a poem about peach blossoms. However, I want to say that you don't have to plant trees to enjoy peach blossoms. One is enough. Up and down, left and right, up and down, choose different angles, choose different branches, choose different flowers, choose different light along the side. There will be different pictures.
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