My hometown is at the foot of Jiangjun Mountain. Every time I go back, I have to pass by a peach orchard - a paradise.

The spring in the paradise is colorful, and the branches of the peach trees are full of pink flowers, like the smiling faces of children.

Some of these peach blossoms only unfolded two or three petals, some fully unfolded, revealing the bright yellow stamens, and some were still flower bones, which looked so full that they were about to burst.

The industrious little bees can spread pollen again. There is also a poem from the ancients that goes like this: If you pick hundreds of flowers, you will become a macaque, and it will be sweet to whomever you work hard for.

While walking on the cobblestone path and taking photos of peach blossoms, tourists kept saying, "Wow! It's so beautiful here!" The summer in the paradise is full of fruits, and the peach branches are full of fruits, and the branches are bent.

It is so delicious that it makes people want to take a bite at first glance. The taste is sour and sweet, sweet and sour. Tourists can't help but drool at the first sight!

The autumn in Xanadu is yellow, the leaves are yellow, the branches are also yellow, and the leaves fall slowly when the wind blows.

Winter in Utopia is a vast expanse of white, and the branches are covered with white snow.

Xanadu is a beautiful place and well worth visiting.