In this plum blossom world in Ao Shuang, we are intoxicated by the refreshing fragrance.
Bai Mei tree looks like a slim woman, elegant and generous.
Red plum blossoms are like a pile of red flames, giving people a kind of vitality and an explosive force.
Pink plum blossoms are like rosy clouds, and yellow plum flowers are like the golden moon.
A tree is covered with various forms of plum blossoms. Those seemingly blooming flowers have a layer of petals outside, but they still hug each other tightly inside. It's like a shy child hiding his face.
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Mei has been praised by people since ancient times. There are countless poems written by the ancient Kwame Mei. "There are hundreds of feet of ice on the cliff and beautiful flowers." Is an example. Mei's indomitable spirit of standing proudly in the snow is really touching.
In the winter when flowers wither, in the snowy snow, plum blooms in the snow with tenacious vitality and severe cold, and adorns the winter with bright colors, giving people an elegant fragrance and making people see the infinite vitality of winter.
The plum blossoms here really live up to their reputation, not only in quantity, but also in variety. Pink plums are like chardonnay, Bai Mei is like snow, green sepals are white and green, crystal clear and elegant ... The most striking thing is vermilion plums. Close up, the hard trunk bends upward, and the brown old branches, like cast iron, extend in all directions. Some tall and straight new branches are pulled down from the old branches, decorated with scarlet flowers, brown silk and golden stamens, just like countless beautiful red butterflies, stopping on the green new branches; From a distance, the mountains are full of red berries, clusters, like burning flames, very warm and dazzling, driving away all traces left by the residual winter.
Strolling in Meilin, the warm spring breeze gently caresses your face, and the faint fragrance bursts in, refreshing. Looking at plum blossoms, I think far and far. Plum blossoms are in bud in the cold wind and snow, and the flowers in the garden usher in a bright spring. When he was in bloom, he quietly took off his robe and grew green leaves to prepare for the annual Spring Newspaper. What noble plums!
The branches of red plum are particularly thick and light brown. Its flowers don't bloom in bloom, but they come out when the cold wind blows. /kloc-in late February, the tree full of red flowers reflected white snow, like a burning torch, and looked like a slim girl wearing a pink scarf from a distance. When you take a closer look, it looks like many pink butterflies landed on the branches. Look carefully, its petals are pink, and there is a bright yellow stamen in the middle, which looks like a smiling face.
Every winter, as soon as I step into my grandmother's yard, I feel a sense of vitality and a breath of spring. I love red berries as snow. Look at it, the iron axis is oblique, and the flowers are a little bit. The more covered with winter snow, the more fragrant it is. At this moment, I suddenly remembered uncle Chen Yi's poem "Red Plum":
"Winter has come, the flowers are gone, the red berries don't yield, and the trees set off a storm."