Going to Spring on the Subway – Spring Within

Throughout the four seasons, my favorite is spring, with everything reviving, a mix of cool and warm weather, new buds gradually turning green, and birds singing and flying. Soon, some flowers will bloom, filling the eyes with the hope of peach pink and willow green. The gentle spring breeze caresses the face, truly a season full of hope and joy for the mood.

Thinking of spring flowers, I think of peach blossoms. A dress of pink, like a cute and lively little girl. 'Peach blossoms in full bloom, radiant and bright.' Peach blossoms are vibrant and bright, gentle and charming, and a little seductive, like the women of ancient times. 'Snow clings to the skin, the face glows in the morning sun.' A long dress, graceful and elegant, with black shoulder-length hair adorned with flower clips, creating a beautiful picture. Thinking of these beautiful peach blossoms, I remembered Tang Dynasty's Lang Sun Shi's 'Spring Journey Song':

Upper Garden peach blossoms dawn bright, Elegant ladies with delicate faces delight in spring.

New peach blossoms steal the color of the face, Willows beside gently sway in the breeze.

Flowers come to see dancing butterflies, Branches long listen to singing warblers.

No need to seek far, the beauty is already known, Upper Garden's peach blossoms are bright, Dawn light makes them even more radiant and brilliant. A young, beautiful woman hums a tune among the peach trees, the newly opened peach blossoms seemed to have stolen her rosy cheeks, the willow branches beside her gently swayed in the wind, she was learning her graceful dance, she watched butterflies flying in the flowers, and listened to the warblers singing loudly in the trees. The people under the trees, you don't need to go far to inquire about my identity, my talent and charm are already well-known throughout this area. This poem, though not as widely circulated as other Tang or Song Dynasty poems and lyrics, I think it's the most lively poem describing spring. A beautiful woman sings and dances gracefully under the peach blossoms, 'faces of men and women are peach blossoms, mutually shining' , how wonderful a picture it is, I wish to travel through time and space, return to the Tang Dynasty a thousand years ago, in that bright morning under the peach blossom tree, and live a life of 'refined essence, blending in with the surroundings'.

'Cherry blossoms in full bloom in April days', this might be the best description of spring. In a season full of hope, in the morning, with a short and neat bob haircut, wearing a white shirt and clean blue jeans, with white sneakers, carrying a backpack with several books, riding a small pedal car, shuttling through the tree-lined roads, in April, the warm spring breeze gently brushed against the face, with endless longing and hope in their heart. Spring, spring, don't go away so quickly, your peach pink and willow green, I haven't had enough to listen to and see,