The ancient temple's bell rings, cherry blossoms lean against the red walls.

After half a month, I visit the ancient temple again. The magnolias have withered, and greenery fills the branches. No need to feel melancholy, the cherry blossoms are in full bloom. The morning light slants in, and there are few visitors at Taihua Temple. A cup of clear tea, sitting idly in the courtyard facing the spring cherry blossoms. The fragrance of flowers and the chirping of birds, suddenly the ancient temple's bell rings. It is just as the saying goes: The ancient temple's bell rings, Cherry blossoms lean against the red walls. (In the last picture, did you spot the two little squirrels staring at the camera?)