Prose on Walking in Wuhan Botanical Garden

In spring, money comes. She quietly lost herself in the breeze, awakened everything, made Jiangnan green and made mountain flowers red. In this spring season, how can we miss the passion of Generating Spring? How can you hide your love for spring? How can we live up to the feelings of spring? Why not bring a few wisps of spring fragrance, call friends, go for an outing together and watch the spring flowers bloom together. After several discussions, different kinds of youth and red flowers bloom in green. It is better to get drunk than to go to the botanical garden to enjoy flowers.

In March, early in the morning, the drizzle still can't stop everyone's interest in spring outing. I took my wife and belt to travel as promised. My friends have been waiting for me at the gate of Hanchuan Park for a long time, cheering and having fun all the way. Open the window and enjoy the breath of spring all the way. The soil is mixed with the fragrance of grass, humming the melody of spring, lingering in my ears. The wind is rolling in the wilderness, swaying on the branches, and leisurely singing the music of spring on the water. Flowers are astringent and faint under the attachment of bees and butterflies, revealing fragrance, whispering and telling the sweetness of spring.

It was noon when we arrived at Wuhan Botanical Garden, and it was already sunny. The sky is fresher and more pleasant after the rain. There was a lot of traffic in front of the botanical garden, and tourists were weaving. Friends couldn't help but be surprised and didn't have time to tidy up their clothes, leaving eternal memories in front of the garden.

Wuhan Botanical Garden leans lightly on the blue water of East Lake, just like a charming and beautiful lady, always tempting people to explore her heart.

Stepping into the gate, several graceful pink plants stand on both sides, just like several beautiful women smiling to welcome guests. Go straight ahead and you will find a big tulip garden. Looking up, there is a cluster here and a bed there. The uneven level has made the botanical garden colorful and colorful. Every landscaping seems to have a feeling of "although it is artificial, it is self-opening". Tulips of various colors are white, light yellow, red, pink and purple; Some are almost black; There are two or three colors of flowers, such as embroidered lace, which are fragrant, delicate and charming, breathtaking and intoxicating. The breeze blows, waves of bright colored waves come and go, and the heart is also rippling.

All love does not need to be surrounded. Let's work in groups of three and two, as you please. Inadvertently, it is the mood of the moment.

The plants cultivated in the greenhouse in the garden are all novel and dazzling, and the precious flowers and plants in the basin are even more enchanting and charming. Orchid scenic spots are spectacular, with exquisite patterns and various varieties. There are cattleya, Dendrobium, Oncidium, Phalaenopsis and so on. Orchids, red or blue, yellow or white; Elegant and enchanting, reserved and somewhat unrestrained, like a fairy's gauze skirt, graceful, and some like butterflies, dancing in the green bushes, can not help but remind people of the poem "I don't know the fragrance in the room for a long time, push the window and the butterfly flies." Yuanyang jasmine is the most affectionate, the flowers are elegant and white, the petals are exquisite and the fragrance is like an angel. Not to be outdone, other unknown flowers and plants beat each other, echoing the beat of spring dance.

There are small bridges and flowing water in the garden, and the artistic conception is quiet. Listen to the running water and sing softly. A few small fish in the pool are carefree, sometimes motionless, sometimes fleeting, and seem to have fun with tourists. Moving quietly, touching my heart from time to time. I never want to be a fish, wandering between freedom and relaxing my heart.

Rockery pavilions lean on red and green; Flowers and trees are sparse, and Brawly is closed; The rocks are steep and the trees are swaying; Waterfalls pour and mist fills the air, which can be described as "clouds around thousands of trees like smoke pavilions, flowers and rocks like painting screens." Just like a fairyland on earth, while wandering, I go to the old and welcome the new. Shu Tai is perfect, locking the complexity and making the mood beautiful.

Through the greenhouse, the rainforest garden is the desert exhibition area, as if it were another world. Rich tropical customs, showing the true colors of desert plants. These succulents have different shapes, some are as tall as pillars, some are as strong as badminton, some are as elegant as Yu Lian, and some are as spectacular as the sun and the moon. Looking back on ancient and modern literati, apart from a sigh of flowers, this green complex is missing. I stopped to sigh, it is shocking that this humble unknown hero of acupuncture can survive tenaciously in such a difficult environment!

Looking at each other along the secluded path, the sky is filled with gloom and romance. I thought it should be the cherry blossoms I loved for a long time. I am eager to move quickly. It's so beautiful! At first glance, I am shy and want to talk, and I am in full bloom. The spring breeze is slow and colorful, and the falling petals fall with the wind, like fairy flowers sown by the goddess, with charming breath. My beloved wife is holding a fragrant wind, which is warm on her lips and ecstatic in her eyes. Although I didn't see my favorite cherry, I didn't have any fetters. Merged into plum blossoms, it lost the elegance of Mrs. He Jing's plum blossoms, but the thin shadow and faint fragrance in the poem are still very strong.

Before the blooming season of lotus, I wandered by the lotus pond and dreamed of the clothes of lotus. The pink and snow-white colors of the past have been rewarded in the years. In the scene of "miserable Shui Ying, shining against the blue sky", a little new green is faintly dotted with the quietness of the pool. Like a sleepy lotus fairy, lying motionless on a waterbed, spitting out a dream of spring. The curtain of dreams. Who knows? Looking for fragrance in Linchi, the refined fragrance has already drifted far away, and what remains in my heart is the practical wind festival of lotus "coming out of mud without dyeing, lingering without demon".

The spring scenery around the lake is also very rich, and the boardwalk on the shore is full of tourists. The willows are swaying, the orioles are singing, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the lake is quiet. The plank road along the lake seems to understand the tourists' worries, so it is winding and intertwined. Looking at the lake, "the peaks and mountains reflect the mountains and float on the water" and "the smoke and waves do not move and the shadows are heavy". Feel the romance of the water side, the blending of scenes and paintings, and what a good intention of landscape writing! Castle peak remains the same, green water remains the same, and people are smooth!

Time flies, and it is near dusk. "Flowers go early in the spring morning, but grass leaves and forgets to return." I can't stay, so I will say goodbye and invite you again in the spring!