The most beautiful April days, apricot blossoms fall, pear blossoms full of fragrant snow in the yard, flowers bloom everywhere in the mountains

Time is always love without words, without realizing it, March and quietly slipped away. March over, April came, the most beautiful moment of spring, finally came. The beauty of April is in the blossom, but also in the beauty of the blossom fall. Peach blossoms and apricot blossoms have already fallen, pear blossoms are at the right time, flowers fall fragrance all over the ground, flowers bloom overflowing garden.

Tree pear blossoms, such as snow, flower clusters, flowers deep like the sea. White as snow spectacular. Being in the middle of it, flower wave undulation, flower fragrance embrace, do not feel the heart is happy, leisurely.

Roadside, field, field full of dandelions, that nearly rectangular petals stretch out one by one, as a round gold plate facing the sun. Spring light, can be so full, such a rotten, it will be a winter of hidden spirit, strength are released!

April, the whole earth is covered with golden dandelions, which seem to put a T-shirt on the earth. Although the dandelion is not as colorful as the peony or as fragrant as the lilac, it drew me in with its simple beauty.

The white wild peach blossoms on the hillside have already failed, but the pink ones are blooming brightly, and from afar they look like a colorful cloud falling on the mountains.

As I got closer, I was fascinated by the strange shaped peach trees. There were tall ones, short ones, big ones and small ones. The trees were covered with pink peach blossoms, which had six petals and a dark pink stamen in the center. A few lone leaves set off the peach blossoms even more beautifully.

The hills were dotted with tiny purple flowers, which danced in the wind like little elves in purple. It was the flower of a white-headed plant. Its stamens are golden and brightly colored, like little eyes quietly watching you from the hillside when you hike.

Obviously, it is a small purple flower but where does this white head of the name come from? This is also related to the poet Du Fu, according to legend, Du Fu was born with a stubborn disease, there was no money to find a doctor, just met a white-haired old man, asked Du Fu's condition, and went up to the mountain to pick medicine for his treatment. The medicine he picked had white hairs on the top of its head (the achene of the White-headed Worm), and he took it in a decoction to get rid of the disease. Du Fu was inspired to write a poem "self-pity white head no one asked, pity is for the white-headed man", this grass is also named White-headed Weng.