Introduction to the work:
As winter turns to spring, the white snow gradually melts under the sunlight, everything revives, and Little Shumiao finally ushered in his own spring.
What is spring like? Is it quiet or noisy? Is it the green that only belongs to spring, or is it hiding countless mysterious colors?
Rumors are not as good as seeing them with your own eyes, so let's follow Xiao Shumiao to see it.
Purpose: Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles