Lovely Panzhihua in the composition

My hometown is Panzhihua, where spring comes early. After the Spring Festival, the weather is getting warmer, and the pace of spring is getting closer and closer.

You see, Panzhihua is blooming brightly and flamingly, which looks like a torch from a distance. The yellow-horned trees on both sides of the campus have sprouted, sharp and long, like small green peppers. Grass, like a naughty child, quietly broke through the ground when we were not paying attention. It is tender and green, which makes people feel pity from the heart. A spring breeze blew, and they danced to meet Miss Chun and looked at the spring scenery on earth.

"Spring rain is as expensive as oil". The spring rain is falling, and the drizzle is like a dime a dozen, like smoke and fog. People with umbrellas can be seen everywhere in the rain. Naughty children climb out of the umbrella from time to time and stretch out small tongue to taste the rain. The rain falls on the flowers, and the flowers smile happily. When he fell to the ground, the farmer's uncle smiled, and his weather-beaten face was full of hope, as if he had seen a bumper harvest.

In spring, I walked in the orchard in Datian, and when I looked around, I saw pomegranate trees sprouting bright red, like carefully carved rubies. Pear, apricot, mango and peach trees are all in bloom. Seeing these flowers, I seem to see a bumper harvest.

In spring, look at five peach trees, where there are peach blossoms. No matter where you look, your eyes are pink, which makes you feel like you have entered a pink world. Some hung small peaches, furry, swaying gently in the spring breeze, as if to say hello to you. A thin layer of petals on the ground wafted with fragrance, and I couldn't help being intoxicated.

The weather is getting warmer, and there are more people in urban and rural areas, helping the elderly and taking care of the young, breathing the breath of spring. There are more kites in the sky, and the children on the ground are laughing, running and frolicking. The trees turn green, birds are singing happily on the branches, and their songs are soaring into the sky.

This is the spring in Panzhihua. It is full of vitality and hope. Its beauty is beyond my humble pen. If you want to really understand it, welcome to Panzhihua!