On Meihua Mountain, there are naturally plum blossoms everywhere. Thousands of trees and plum blossoms are in full bloom. You are next to me and I am next to you, just like the blue sky and colorful clouds. Wandering in the sea of flowers, enjoying the beautiful scenery and sighing the varieties of plum blossoms. There are "Gong Fenmei" with light red makeup, "Jade Butterfly Plum" with flowers like snow, "Green Sepal Plum" with green calyx, and exotic varieties such as "Nanjing Red" and "Bienan Evening Water". All kinds of plum blossoms have a beautiful side. Red as peaches and plums, bright as clouds; White and elegant, clear and clean; Yellow is dazzling and beautiful. Pink is the most charming, and the petals are slightly transparent. A darker color won't look so good. If it were lighter, it wouldn't be so gorgeous. I really don't know how nature sets off this beautiful color. Plum blossoms are in full bloom, in bud, charming as a girl and affectionate; Unfolding, unrestrained and natural; In full bloom, smiling proudly, buds swaying. The delicate fragrance attracts butterflies to dance among the flowers, and bees are singing softly. A breeze blew and the petals fell. Wow, colorful plum blossoms are falling in the sky! Although layers of petals have fallen to the ground, the tree is still so lively. My mother and I stood under the plum tree, bathed in the soft breeze and the fragrant plum rain. It's refreshing. I couldn't help reciting Ling Mei written by Zhang Daoqi, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty: "Poetry is everywhere, sometimes it is extravagant, so you can't entertain yourself. One ridge is plum blossom. " I sincerely thank nature for giving us such a beautiful perspective feast. Meihua Mountain is not only an ocean of flowers, but also an ocean of people. Crowded under a tree, children are running and playing happily under the tree, scattering a string of silvery laughter and being as happy as an angel. The big sisters who love beauty are all wearing fashionable clothes and laughing like flowers-colorful tourists are another beautiful scenery on Meihua Mountain. I shuttled under the plum tree with my camera. I took a photo in front of Liu Mei. It looked like a big white umbrella and posed beside Huangmei. "Mom, look, this is the plum blossom", running from the branches to the treetops without leaving a gap. From a distance, it looks like a blooming spring. "It's really a treasure of the town house!" Mom exclaimed. "Click", I raised my camera, and I want to keep it in my photo album forever.
Unconsciously, my mother and I walked out of this beautiful sea and came to the back hill. I looked at the clear water, the quaint pavilion, listened to the frogs and smelled the delicate fragrance of plum blossoms. I am intoxicated in this thick spring scenery-