Text/Zhang Qiang
"Spring breeze is like a distinguished guest, and it will prosper as soon as it arrives."
Spring has come, and her messenger, Chunfeng, is like a tireless soldier. She blows the ripples of Shaobo Lake water, turns the willows by the lake into green, turns the peach blossoms in Taohuawu into red, makes the grass by the lake grow, makes the birds fly, and makes visitors feel relaxed and happy, beaming, singing and laughing.
"Sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently." Spring rain falls in their sleep, and people inadvertently. Around the well site, in the endless fields, green wheat seedlings are drinking showers and growing in the wind. It is a field of "holding the rice bowl in your own hands", and it is a field of hope!
"Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. I advise you to drink more wine. It makes no sense to go to Yangguan in the west. " I used to work and live in the northwest. In my eyes, spring is the season to pack up and travel. How can you leave without wine? Come on, my friend, let's drink to our next meeting!
Ah, poetic spring!