In the spring of the red and willow green water, the herons and birds dance to give the clear water a touch of agility

Spring is green, and the willow trees standing on the banks of the bashui river are painted with tender green to the color of earth revival. The spring color is red, and the branches of red plum blossoms dye the waterside with vigorous vitality, and dress up the gorgeous spring together with white apricot blossoms and pink peaches. In the afternoon when the spring rain is temporarily resting, I came to the Bahe River under the northern edge of the White Deer Plain, and walked past the spring water side of the red and willow green in the refreshing room of the spring breeze, feeling the spring warm flowers blooming and facing the comfort of the bashui.

A spring rain on the sixteenth day of the first month moisturized the earth, and on the south edge of Xi'an City, on the edge of the bashui, a new green accompanied by clear water, stepped on the steps of spring chang'an. On the roadside of Hexi Park, red plum blossoms bloom, tender green weeping willows become the background of red plums, and the beauty of red willows and green flowers is like a vibrant spring, so that stops and walks are freshly caressed.

Red plum blossom edge, a few trees of apricot blossom pink and white embellishment, to the red flowers and green leaves with the brilliance of spring, and the first bloom of peach color also added the color of early spring, on the small island in the water, a touch of flower color between the green willows in the heron and water birds after the picture of foraging for food, giving a touch of beautiful reverie facing the water, the suspension bridge and the willow color of the spring, like a euphemism describing the spring of Bashui.

The quiet river is wide here, and on the water, herons stand or spread their wings on the surface of the water, leisurely stretching their mood in the spring. On a beach in the lake, a few herons and birds play, enjoying the joy of spring and the smell of spring water.

A beautiful heron, like a white elf, flew from the sky, looking for the branches standing above the water, stretching and dancing, gracefully sliding down, beautiful standing, every moment is a beautiful picture, every gesture of the elf, leaving behind is the infinite reverie of beauty.

In the early spring of the first month of the Year of the Ox, the spring breeze that walks through the shores of the bashi, the spring color of the flowers red willows and the green, the agility of the heron dancing, let the willows that flow countless farewell stories and poetic paintings, and leave the spring beauty in their hearts, waiting for the lotus rhyme in the water, and then looking for herons to fly in the paintings, perhaps it is another kind of dream touch.

Photo: Xin Qiuping