From The Visit Wuhan Twitter Account

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Time can cultivate a flower, which reminds us that spring can finally arrive. In this city, what you need to do is to spend your days in a reassured and fulfilling way. Don’t forget, this is Wuhan, a heroic city of all ages.

Wuhaners have an ability, that is, no matter how noises and changes happen in the outside world, time still flows slowly in their life and they will give the most affectionate company to the city they live in and their families.

After the spring, the New Port of Wuhan became extremely busy again. The colourful containers are exactly the colour of spring. The slowly driving trucks, loaded with hope, headed for the spring of Wuhan.

After moving to Tan Hualin, the street trees in front of the window have witnessed every lazy morning. The lady of the milk tea shop has remembered how would you like the milk tea. The coffee shops and pubs on Lihuangpi Road have been visited. The quiet time is the cure for life.

The sun has set, but the night is still on the road. The darkness and the brightness meet briefly at this moment. The quaint brick building under the shadow of the tree can’t wait to put on the evening dress. There is still light in the sky, but the street shops are already lit.

The girl heard that there is a cat cafe in Taixing, which is a good place to spend a leisurely afternoon. After walking back and forth few times she just couldn‘t find it. She’d always end up back to the gate of this yard with blue walls, might as well just go in and check it out.

Walking around the campus with a dark windbreaker, I’m a gentle, mature and steady senior of Wuhan Textile University, while taking off my coat and putting on my sportswear, I’m a brave boy with a vigorous body and energetic movement.

Looking out of the window, you can have a panoramic view of the city at night. Warm yellow street light transit softly to the dark blue night, like an exquisite painting, making people feel the spring breeze intoxication of the night even across the glass.

With the wind in our cheeks, we can hear the sound of the waves only. On spring nights, let’s enjoy the clouds with gilt edges by the bank of the river. Following the dots of light in the sky, we went into the open arms of the river.