Ten Miles of Blossoms: A Dreamlike Journey Through Pingba's Cherry Blossom Poetry

Every March, Pingba Farm in Guizhou transforms into a pink dreamscape. Tens of thousands of cherry trees stretch endlessly, from the fields to the horizon, creating a serene yet majestic springtime tableau. On that day, I entered the park at dawn. The morning mist lingered, the shadows of the blossoms were hazy, and as the gentle breeze passed, countless petals danced gracefully, as if the entire world was immersed in a soft pink whisper. Unlike other cherry blossom viewing spots in the south, Pingba's cherry blossoms exude a sense of prairie-like freedom and grandeur. Walking along the straight forest paths, the cherry trees stand like soldiers in formation, gentle yet orderly. On the boundless hills, the trees are scattered with charm, complementing the blue sky. When I climbed a small hill to gaze afar, the ten miles of blossoms unfolded like a tide, evoking an indescribable emotion within me. This cherry blossom feast is not just a visual spectacle but also a profound cleansing and renewal of the soul.