When someone in the market is carrying the burden to sell wintersweet branches, I know it's the season to see plums again. But don't worry too much. I always wait about half a month before I go out on a sunny day, because I won't just see wintersweet.
In Fule Mountain, the scenic spots are mainly concentrated at the back door of Yuzhou Garden, but the scenic spots at the front door are also indispensable.
Yuzhou Garden is about 500 meters away from the main entrance, which is an exquisite garden attraction.
Before I entered the garden, I was shocked by a piece of begonia forest outside the garden. Unexpectedly, Stichopus japonicus can't wait to reconcile with the cold winter.
I saw those begonia trees, their vigorous branches were covered with red buds, standing on the high branches and stretching completely, causing birds to rise and fall constantly among the flowers. I want to stay and see more. Unfortunately, these birds are too active. In order to capture their figures, we must be patient.
After seeing Haitang, there are two ways to enter Yuzhou Garden, one is the promenade next to Haitang Forest, and the other is to continue along the original road to the main entrance of Yuzhou Garden.
I choose to go in through the main entrance because there are several arched begonia trees at the main entrance. I imagine a picture-in-picture world surrounded by begonia flowers.
Unfortunately, even the buds of the begonia here are green, and only a few branches that stand high in the sky have opened red smiling faces. In fact, I can't be disappointed, because the scenery of Yuzhou Garden is so beautiful that I lost the rouge color of Haitang and the golden color of wintersweet.
There is an old wintersweet tree in Yuzhou Garden. As soon as you enter the door, you can see the plum branches protruding from the blue tiles on the roof of the promenade. The fragrance of Huang Cancan!
Li Shangyin, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, called wintersweet cold plum, and wrote a poem "Knowing the cold plum on the wild pond". Yao's Remnant Pieces is also called Cold Plum.
At this time, the cold guest leans against the blue tile eaves, wondering whether it is a tourist who seems to be leaving, or watching the warm winter sun, and the wind blows from her ear. It's wintersweet sighing softly. Spring has come, and she's leaving, but there are still people in her dream.