The Melody of Pear in Huaxi, the Spring Words of White Snow

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Walking into the Huaxi Pear Garden, the pear blossoms blanket the garden like a belated snowfall. The wind blows, petals fluttering like the scattered thoughts of time. Walking along the winding wooden plank path, the murmur of the stream fills my ears, and a faint fragrance fills my nose. The reflections of the blossoms reflected on the water, the white and green blossoms swaying in the breeze, almost making me forget the passing of seasons. This is more than just a place to enjoy the flowers; it's like a soft haven for the heart, a place where restless thoughts can momentarily quiet.
Climbing the steps, I gaze out over the vast sea of ​​flowers. The distant mountains are azure, and the pear trees stand in rows, the sun casting golden rays on the branches. The occasional bee buzzes by, seemingly drawn to this pure beauty. The faint aroma of tea wafts from the small teahouse in the garden, blending with the fragrance of the flowers, adding a touch of warmth. As the sun sets, the pear blossoms appear even more elegant in the twilight, like a painting steeped in ancient charm. Huaxi Pear Garden is the most gentle prelude to spring.

Post by CZ199777 | Sep 19, 2025