Friend, what do you like best in the world of flowers? Is it a gorgeous peony? Is it a gorgeous red rose? Or a fragrant and elegant daffodil? ..... As for me, I like frosty plum blossoms. Plum blossom-has been the object of poet's praise since ancient times. Just like Mao Zedong's "So the cliffs are covered with ice and beautiful flowers." Lu you's "scattered into mud and rolled into dust, only the fragrance remains." There is also Wang Mian's "Don't praise the good color, just leave a mouthful of dried Kun." There are countless such poems. I love plum blossom, and I want to praise her even more. Plum blossoms are not as elegant as peony, as noble and elegant as chrysanthemum, and as graceful as daffodils, but they have extraordinary pride. March in spring is a colorful season. Orange spring flowers in the park; Innocent lily; A fragrant and intoxicating rose; Exquisite tulips; Magnolia in bud. Strange flowers and grasses are in full bloom and beautiful. However, in this sea of flowers, there is no beautiful image of plum blossoms. Because she doesn't bloom in the spring of March, but in the cold winter. It was not the warm sunshine that greeted her, but the biting north wind; It was not a gentle breeze and drizzle that raised her, but ice and snow. However, when you walk beside her, what you see are branches that stand proudly and are full of vitality, and flowers that are in bud. You see, that one has already opened, and the red petals are tightly nestled on the stamen, like a mother holding a baby. Thin stamens are dotted with white and full of affection. Then it will open, full to crack. Ah, this is plum blossom. She won't compete with other flowers in spring, but quietly put away her buds. However, in the cold weather of March 9th, despite the wind, frost, snow and rain, Meihua never bowed its head, which fully demonstrated its strong vitality of being fearless of difficulties and pressure. This is a character that people can't see but does exist. Isn't that what people want to learn?

Looking at it, I can't help but think of those revolutionary pioneers who are not afraid of foreign powers, fight hard, compete for fame and gain, and only benefit the people. How can there be a new China without them? I can't help but think of the developers in Saibei, who are fighting in the wild world of ice and snow. They silently dedicated their lives in harsh environment. Where would we be today without them?

Thinking about it, a kind of admiration for plum blossoms arises spontaneously.