After walking deep into the peach grove for about two minutes, you can already see the bamboo sea at the end of the peach grove. Wu Jun stopped walking and was about to walk back. The moment he turned around, a strong wind from the east struck without warning, rolling up the thick tapestry on the ground into the air, flying and falling like snow. He turned back to look. Some things are hard to come by, such as this sea of peach blossoms and snow, such as the rainstorm pear blossoms that can make him peaceful...
He recalled two poems: "The peach blossoms are all over the sea of flying snow, and I suddenly feel that I am in a foreign world." Did the poet also experience the baptism of this beautiful scenery when he wrote this poem?
He felt that he was being pretentious, lowered his head and smiled. The snow sea was not over yet, and he did not intend to wait for it to end. Some things were left unfinished, which made them even more unforgettable. He turned around again, but paused at that moment. He caught a glimpse of someone from the corner of his eye...