Spring came to Daming Lake. Willow branches sprout, swaying in the wind, stroking hair like a girl, catkins flying freely like snowflakes, and willow trees welcome swallows flying north with graceful dance. Swallows fly in the clear sky, occasionally touching the calm lake water with their wings, and the mirror-like lake water ripples. By the lake, surrounded by colorful wild flowers, tourists also stopped to watch.
Spring has come to quancheng square. Flowers are surrounded by green. White pear blossoms, pink peach blossoms, pale yellow forsythia flowers and various unknown flowers are the most beautiful scenery here. Quancheng square has become an ocean of flowers. In the afternoon, more and more tourists come. I lay on the green lawn and looked at the vast blue sky. My thoughts can't help becoming misty. There are a few sheep-like chubby clouds floating in the sky, and there are laughter and laughter in quancheng square.
"Booming", there were bursts of thunder in the air. Soon, it began to rain, just as it was written in spring: "Like ox hair, like needles, like filaments, woven into dense diagonal lines." Spring rain is as expensive as oil. Yes, it moistens the earth, waters plants, washes the city and makes it hazy in a misty rain. Pedestrians in the street hurried away with umbrellas. Cars honk their horns and flow endlessly; The traffic police freely direct traffic, and the traffic lights blink in an orderly manner. ...
Jinan in spring, a season of warm bloom in spring, Jinan in spring, a vibrant city.