My hometown's Jianzi Mountain, my childhood memories!!!

Do you still remember the prose writer Zhu Ziqing's "Spring"??? Let's review our childhood memories together: Longing for, longing for, the east wind comes, spring's footsteps are near. Everything looks like it has just woken up. Joyfully opening their eyes. The mountains become clear and bright, the water rises, and the sun's face turns red. The grass secretly emerges from the soil, tender and green. In the gardens, in the fields, look, it's full of vast stretches. Sitting, lying down, rolling around, kicking a ball, racing, playing hide-and-seek. The wind is gentle, the grass is soft. Peach trees, apricot trees, pear trees, you don't let me, I don't let you, all are in full bloom, vying with each other. Red like fire, pink like clouds, white like snow. The flowers carry a sweet scent; closing my eyes, the trees seem to be full of peaches, apricots, and pears. Thousands of bees buzz under the flowers, and butterflies of all sizes flutter around. Wildflowers are everywhere: various kinds, with names and without names, scattered in the grass, like eyes, like stars, blinking... 🎈Today, I set foot on Jianzi Mountain, and this scenic spot truly has a unique charm. Spring has come, let's take a walk, the mountain breeze caresses our faces, bringing the fragrance of grass and trees🌱. Walking along the winding path, surrounded by lush greenery, the birdsong is crisp and clear, as if we are in a paradise. Climbing to the top of the mountain, looking far into the distance, the magnificent scenery is breathtaking. Jianzi Mountain, it's worth the trip💕! Watching the children playing in the stream, childhood memories instantly flood my mind. Who wouldn't love such a wonderful season!!!