Rose Season at Tongjian Lake

In the morning light of Tongjian Lake, roses are blooming brilliantly. When the wind passes, the pink and white sea of flowers ripples in layers. The red roses burn passionately like fire, becoming torches along the stone shoreline; the white roses, cool as jade, hang down like pearl curtains along the wooden boardwalk. Flower shadows whisper with the lake water, and petals are crushed by the wind into rouge-colored snow, falling softly onto the bow of rowing boats. As dusk falls, the evening breeze carries a subtle sweet fragrance, and those flowers that shone brightly on branches during the day now become twinkling stars in the lake water—the roses of Tongjian Lake have brewed spring into poetry that never fades.