Pujiang Journey | In a blink of an eye, rapeseed flowers have bloomed across the fields, it's so beautiful!

The thunder ceased, the spring rain fell,Flowers quietly peeked out of their heads,The spring wind just had a face-to-face encounter,It blushed shyly,Lin Chun-sheng | Shot,Meizhou Island,Lin Chun-sheng | Shot,Spring of the Four Seasons,Just like the morning of a spring day,A young child gently rubbed their sleepy eyes,Tender shoots broke through the soil and straightened their posture,Pointed buds,They silently sprouted on the branches,Lin Chun-sheng | Shot,Everything,Silently gathering strength, accumulating and then launching,This is the horn of the seasonal cycle,It solemnly proclaimed to the world,Spring has arrived,Zhang Feng | Shot,When you look up and see a tree after a tree of flowers blooming,Birds jump and play among the flowers, people also become beautiful,Because we firmly believe,'Beauty' will surely come with blooming flowers,Zhang Feng | Shot,Pingpan Village,Bashatai, Pingan Village,Called's 'Little',When the wind rises,That patch of flowers, like a beautiful girl's face,They didn't hesitate to give away their beauty,Struggled to break free from flower buds,In a wild, unrestrained manner, stretching their bodies,Seen from afar,Like clouds wandering freely in the sky,The drizzle,Washed away the dust of the earth,Distant thunder,Calling the direction of travel,Li Ru-ming | Shot,'The spring in Pingan, like a thousand beautiful and graceful women, elegant and vibrant, but within, it exudes a subtle and elegant charm. Appreciating it, you have a sense of quiet serenity and tranquility. Wandering through fields of rapeseed flowers, the only sound is the footsteps, the most beautiful thing is to quietly listen to the sound of flowers blooming. At that moment, her fragrance filled your quietness, and her tenderness caressed your tiredness, adding an inexplicable charm and romantic poetry to your heart.'

——Excerpt from Zhu Shao-qin,This Spring, Listen to the Sound of Flowers in Pingan

Ao Bing and Ao Dong,Ao Bing and Ao Dong's rapeseed flowers,Not a grand scale,But added a Jiangnan-like gentleness,East and West,Not overwhelming, but adding wildness and pastoral charm,Ancient village, ancient tree, ancient bridge, ancient post station,The breath of spring swept over the quietly flowing Ao Bing Creek,Swept through the fields of golden rapeseed flowers,Swept through the ancient post road,Village mountain rain ceased,Like gauze mist shrouded the distant mountains,By the rapeseed flower field,Still hanging yellowing started to turn yellow,Maturity and hope,Climbing on the branches,Just like that,Walking in the countryside path,Coming and going,No matter how you walk, you won't get bored,Baotang Lake Park,Baotang Lake is Fujian's largest freshwater lake,'Baotang Autumn Moon' is one of's twenty-four scenic spots,On the lake island in the park, a large area of ​​maple and peach trees are planted,Every spring,Flowers bloom brilliantly,Many visitors to enjoy flowers,Ancient bridge willows, white lake boating,The brushstrokes of spring, like poetry and painting.

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And Xu Jiqun's Twenty Poems in TravelExcerpt,Small Zhang | Shot,Naturally beautiful, hard to give up,Hope you and I like flowers,Can smell the fragrance of flowers, accompany the four seasons,Wishing you all a smooth journey and a happy life,In the rest of your life, all for the flowering season,The flowering season is still long,Just wait for the mountains and rivers to be intact,You and I, together to witness this spring and flower blooming