#Spring Blossoms #Spring, here it comes.
Every spring, in the countryside, I would go everywhere looking for news of spring.
Sometimes it's the little flowers on the side of the road, sometimes it's the wheat field that is suddenly raised, and this year is very different.
This year's winter is exceptionally warm, and the small plants feel the breath of spring and stick their heads out. They had another cold spring and seemed a little overwhelmed.
I saw with my own eyes the lush plum trees, the small fruits crinkled by the frost, the tender green leaves of the wheat seedlings with curls, and some even broken by the wind.
This spring, it was so cold that I didn't want to go out.
This week, it seems that the real spring has suddenly ushered in.
Flowers are blooming in full bloom and are brightly colored.
The peony also filled the bones, as if Spring had reached out to me and issued her invitation.
It was like spring, crept up on my windowsill overnight. I pushed open the window, and the embankment outside was also lush.
I thought, I should go out for a walk and finish my date with Spring.
She might be waiting for me in the field, or maybe she was blooming alone in that no-man's corner.