Chun Yu yiyi photography

With the spring rain, mountains and rivers touch and heaven and earth kiss. In the creation of nature, the spring rain is no longer lonely, but brings a fresh breath to everything in the world. This kind of breath is the long-lost spring breeze that people are attached to. The spring breeze leads the spring rain, which gallops in the spring breeze, gathers, afforests the mountains, overflows the lakes, awakens the earth and nourishes the vegetation. All this happened inadvertently, silence is better than sound, what a beautiful spring rain.

Perhaps, I never thought about picking the long-awaited beige and flowers in the south of the Yangtze River on a foggy day, and I don't know how to set foot on the stone bridge that has appeared many times in my mind, and how to watch Wu Peng gradually disappear at the end of the river. The Memory of Jiangnan Dream only depicts the kind of longing in this rainy season. Plums are red and apricot blossoms are all over the branches. I wanted to walk hand in hand through the falling light red and pursue the deep romance, but I didn't want to meet the desolate world in chaos.