March, the time of orioles, also known as the Month of Peaches.
At this time, it was late spring, the sky was clear and the wind was warm. On the Linhe River Path, the painting boats were bustling with activity. The peach blossoms on the embankment smiled, and the willow leaves extended their eyebrows, resembling the picturesque scenes of Jiangnan.
Under the Shuimen Bridge, scholars and poets rode on black-roofed boats, viewing the river; women out for a spring outing carried wine and food as they passed by the bridgehead.
Besides these leisurely people enjoying flowers and spring, the streets were full of busy vendors and workers, each with their destinations, either struggling for a living or working hard for worldly matters.
In a courtyard with its main gate tightly closed, locust trees took root in fertile soil, striving to sprout.
