I praise the faithful pine and cypress, the hedgehog against the west wind, and the lotus overlooking the sludge, but I praise the blooming plum blossoms.
When flowers fade, only plum blossoms are full of vitality. Facing the snowflake flying all over the sky, it stands proudly in the cold wind. It is freezing in the middle of winter, and the plum blossoms proudly blooming in the snow are so fresh and refreshing.
White flowers are red, and the petals are smooth and transparent, carved like platinum or jasper, which is somewhat elegant and pure. Some are as bright as the morning glow, some are as white as snow, and some are as green as jasper. Plum blossoms bloom sooner or later, and you can see all kinds of flowers on the same plum tree. A little shy with pink buds.