Season scenery photography

The dust has been raging for several days, and I have been thinking about the blooming apricot tree in the street garden. These messages of spring, which have quietly sprouted, have not been widely publicized. Will it be destroyed by this heartless dust?

It's sunny today, and I can't wait to go out and visit. Looking at it from a distance, I feel gray and my heart is cold. When you look closely, all the flowers stand upright, but they are happy. Although some buds are still covered with dust, all the blooming apricot flowers are full of joy and no fear, with a hint of pink doodle in the white. Isn't it a sandstorm? what can I do? Look, what can stop me from covering spring?

The seasons change, things change, and every spring comes so casually. Perhaps most people don't notice that there is an inch of grass sprouting in the corner and in the tree ditch, let alone take a closer look at the soft branches, which have bred new green and various buds, not to mention an apricot tree hidden in this corner. But this is precisely the earliest spring scenery in this Gobi town.

Every year at this time, I think about it, and so does little Bao Er. Mom, let's go to see apricot flowers. When I was a child, there were many springs, where we all stopped to watch the flowers bloom and fall, and watched the busy bees. We also snuggled up to the branches, smelling the faint bitter flowers, and even picked a few petals and chewed them in our mouths, just trying to keep them between our lips and teeth for a long time and reach our hearts. The sky is always blue, the sun shines on the ground through the branches, mottled and shadowy, and the artistic conception is unique. A tree and a flower turned this corner into a quiet peach blossom garden. Few people come here at ordinary times, and this is often my private back garden with Bao Er.

Generally speaking, the world is in a hurry, busy with all kinds of things. We seldom stop to look for the earliest spring. Only when peaches, willows, green and spring are in front of us will we realize that, ah, spring is coming. But the short spring always waits for no one, and the next season will come in a blink of an eye, and you haven't enjoyed it slowly.

Stop in time and feel the scenery of the four seasons with your heart. When the years are quiet, you will feel that everything in the world is worth it!