Tongs begin to bloom, field mice turn into guinea pigs, rainbows begin to appear, and all things are here. The air is clear, the scenery is bright, the wine is brewing, the flowers are blooming, and the breath is clear among the grass and trees. Two-thirds of the spring has passed, and the scenery of the third spring has reached its peak, but it is also gradually fading.

Misty rain locks the building, tea mountains and green mountains spread all over the new city, sharing this good time and beautiful scenery. However, this is a time to remember the past. You said you had forgotten it long ago, but you still remember who sprinkled the bouquet of lilac flowers on the hillside like ice.

The wine, a sigh of cold tears, a night of wind, flowers and rain, just like our story has been reincarnated several times. A night of wind, a sigh, we are driving among the rolling mountains on the border of China and Mongolia. The sun goes down and after a while, we appear in the valley again.

I watched the sunset countless times that day. I haven’t had such a good ride since then. The cherry blossoms at Wuhan University were in bloom. Everyone went to see them and left. At dusk, the flowers were a little lonely. The Tomb of the Seventy-two Martyrs in Huanghuagang, Guangzhou.

Nowadays, it is just an ordinary park. There are only some old men and old ladies who box and practice dancing here every day to absorb the essence of the world. The neighbor's seventh grandmother goes to burn incense every day. The story of the seventh grandmother. Only the seventh grandmother remembers that the incense burned and fell. The bee hovered in the afternoon.

In the trance of Zhang Guying Village, Yueyang, the backlight flashed dimly and dazzlingly. When I experienced a spider web on the window lattice, I slowly tied a knot on the rope and couldn't remember the things represented by those knots.

I know what I am commemorating. I can’t count the knots but I can’t bear to untie them. I keep thinking about them until I get old. About the author Xiao Lin (Lin Dihuan). He aspires to be the most beautiful joker with calligraphy in the photography world and the gourmet with the best writing skills in the comics industry. However, Xiao Lin graduated from

in the Department of Clinical Medicine.

His works include "Wuhan Will Win", "You Are the Most Beautiful When You Are Peaceful", "No matter how ordinary you are, it is still a limited edition", "Waiting for a Flower to Bloom", "The First Meeting·If We Meet Again", "Everything in the Past is the Prologue", "Time Projection -"

—Twenty-Four Solar Terms in the Lens", "I Want to Take a Photo of You", etc.