The spring rain is continuous, like silk, gently sprinkled in the plum garden. The raindrops hit the delicate petals of the plum blossoms, making a subtle sound, as if it were the whispers of nature, gently awakening the sleeping life.
Under the moisture of the spring rain, the plum blossoms look more delicate and moving. They are either budding or slightly open, revealing the pale yellow stamens, exuding bursts of fragrance. This fragrance is quiet but not strong, like a gentleman's friendship as light as water, but it is fascinating and unforgettable.
Walking in the plum garden, you can see the plum blossoms and the spring rain reflecting each other, forming a wonderful picture. The raindrops hang on the branches, crystal clear, as if they are pearls, inlaid on the petals of plum blossoms. The plum blossoms are more and more graceful under the moisture of the rain, they are either up or down, or snuggling or nestling, as if telling the story of spring.
The plum blossoms in the spring rain not only have external beauty, but also have internal charm. They are not afraid of the cold, standing proudly on the branches, even in the cold winter, they can still bloom their own brilliance. And when the spring rain comes, they are even more cheerful, sucking the sweet rain and dew to their heart's content, and fully preparing for the coming spring.
Standing in the plum garden, feeling the baptism of spring rain and the fragrance of plum blossoms, it is as if you are in a paradise, which makes people forget the troubles and hustle and bustle of the world. I can't help but feel a faint joy and tranquility in my heart, as if I am one with nature, breathing this fresh air and enjoying this beautiful time.
The spring rain moistens the plum, and the dark fragrance floatsIn this wonderful moment, there is no need for too many words and embellishments, just quietly appreciate and feel. Let the soul get a moment of tranquility and relaxation in the company of spring rain and plum blossoms, and inject new vitality and hope into the next life.
May we all be like plum blossoms, brave the cold and stand proudly; May we all be moistened by the spring rain and bloom with our own brilliance; May our lives, like this spring rain and plums, be full of beauty and hope.