Old Dreams of Nampo, Cherry Blossom Rain

In the afternoon of spring, I walked into Nampo-dong, Busan, a district where history and modernity intertwine. Under the cherry blossoms, it appeared exceptionally poetic. Walking slowly along the hillside, cherry trees on both sides were in full bloom, with pink petals drifting in the wind, creating a serene spring picture with ancient buildings and cobblestone paths. Passing through the Hanok street, cherry blossom branches swayed gently, and the sunlight filtered through, casting dappled shadows in the alleys filled with an old-time atmosphere, as if stepping into a time tunnel. Climbing the 168 steps, I overlooked the cityscape filled with blooming cherry blossoms. The pink and white sea of flowers gently swayed in the spring breeze, blending with the distant port, creating a tranquil and dreamy scene. Entering an old teahouse, I sipped a cup of warm tea while watching the cherry blossoms dance outside the window, as if time had frozen at that moment. I gently picked up a fallen petal, feeling the old charm and spring romance of Choryang-dong, looking forward to stepping into this cherry blossom dream again.