Cherry blossoms are in full bloom. The buds are dark red, like red beans. The petals are pink, almost white, light and sparkling. The flowers bloom so densely, often see the flowers and do not see the branches, just like "spraying clouds and spitting fog", the flowers and branches are bent, giving people a simple and prosperous feeling.
In front of you, the flowers are surging forward. I suddenly felt like I had become a cherry blossom, flying in the spring breeze.
Lo and behold, I had bright red cherry blossoms on my front and back. A tree, a cluster of bright and dripping. Each trunk wears a beautiful corolla, and the branches sway with the breeze, like a group of happy girls, doing a thousand graceful gestures. The green twigs were hung by delicate flower balls, hanging down to the waist. I lingered, intoxicated with love, and couldn't help but climb a branch to look at it. Each flower ball is composed of dozens of cherry blossoms, soft and fluffy, red and lustrous, emitting a faint fragrance. The blooming flowers fall generously and overflow with color streams. The petals are next to each other, holding the buds of yellow buds, and the blossoms are like small wine cups, and the wine cup seems to be filled with the intoxicating wine of spring. The unopened, bud mouth slightly opened, like the slightly open bright red mouth of a sleeping baby, very cute. Look again, yo, under the gorgeous flower balls, there are a few small green leaf buds, and they also stick out their pointed little heads to report the spring news to the people. Cherry blossoms are so beautiful, it's no wonder the Japanese regard her as the "national flower."
On both sides of the mountain road, there are hundreds of trees and thousands of trees that bloom after the rain! This cherry blossom, pile by pile, layer by layer, like a sea of clouds, under the morning sun, crimson and overflowing with streams of light.
