A joke about the forest

1, approaching the big forest, there is an endless forest in front of me, which is lush and dense, blocking my view. Into the forest, towering trees appear one after another, and the lakeside path is charming and moving with three steps, one peach, five steps and one willow. What is particularly surprising is that at the beginning of spring, it is a weeping willow that has been dancing. The slender and soft wicker is blown by the wind, spitting out green beads, swaying shadows and lingering smoke. The forest is full of flowers, including red peach blossoms, white pear blossoms, purple orchids and pink roses ... in different colors.

On the way back, the sun has risen above your head, and the shade of leaves is reflected on the ground.