In the highland sanctuary, I search for the Dongnu, admiring the pear blossoms in the beautiful Jinchuan

Suddenly, as if a spring breeze has come overnight, Thousands upon thousands of pear trees bloom. Oh, the springtime of the snowy plateau 🍃 Begins with the blossoming of Jinchuan's pear flowers. Countless pear trees, Their tender buds sprouting on the branches, Under the caress of the sun, Bloom into pure flowers. Eyes filled with the pristine white, Complemented by the blue of the sky, Five petals and stamens, Cluster by cluster they connect. Attracting bees and butterflies, As far as the eye can see, it extends like a continuous snow, Forming the most beautiful scroll of Jinchuan, Composing the beauty of spring's bloom. Jinchuan is not only the home of snow pears, But also a place of beautiful women. This is the Land of Women from 'Journey to the West', Inhabited by the Jiarong Tibetan people, girls of natural beauty. They wear exquisite clothes, with sweet smiles, and are good at singing and dancing. The pair of sisters I chanced upon on the pear blossom road, Possess the boldness and sunshine of the highland children.