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The spring rain falls lightly and whimsically in Jiangnan,
bringing with it a tender greenness that banishes the loneliness of winter.
The chilly air seems to hint that spring is approaching. Our group visits
the botanical garden to search for the trace of cherry blossoms.
The garden is adorned in a thin veil of festivity, like a shy young girl
blushing at a celebration. The verdant hills and swaying shadows of greenery
surround us as we walk down the winding stairs into the forest. The
wildflowers on either side of the path bloom brightly. The lush woods are
made even more enchanting by the vibrant colors of the flowers. Raindrops on
the leaves create a delightful melody, welcoming guests from all over.
We pass through the lush woods and arrive at the cherry blossom lake. Though
it lacks the rugged beauty of northern landscapes, the lake is lovely and
delicate like a water town in Jiangnan. As the wind picks up, the surface of
the lake ripples like a piece of jade, serene and gentle. The leaves rustle
in the breeze, sounding like music that soothes the soul. A floating water
hyacinth drifts away with the waves.
Across the lake, I see a long white "corridor." Standing within it feels
like entering a white "wonderland." As the wind blows, "butterflies" float
down with graceful dances, carrying a light fragrance that is fresh and
natural. However, I cannot shake off a sense of inexplicable sadness.
"Flowers are innocent, but the national shame is unforgettable." The meaning
behind the cherry blossoms must be remembered by every Chinese person. The
beauty of the cherry blossoms is a result of countless Chinese lives lost in
bloodshed. How can we forget our national humiliation and hatred? Amidst the
blossoms, romance has been replaced by bitterness and grief.
Everything seems to freeze. My footsteps feel as though they are carrying a
heavy burden, making me stagger.
As we exit the cherry blossom forest, the bamboo leaves sway and welcome us
with their graceful dance. The lush greenery showcases the beauty of nature
in its own unique way. The path we just walked seems like a dream, a dream
that we should not have entered. Now, I understand deeply that beauty is not
something we need to search for; it is present everywhere, waiting to be
appreciated with every step we take. |
