The sun shone bright across the plains, the wind swept across the earth, and countless little yellow flowers swayed, covering the naked brown land left bare after the winter's snow had melted.
The wilderness was vast, as if a golden layer of sunshine had been draped over it.
"Spring is here, huh."
Bi Fang stood in the wild, the air rushing into his nostrils, the strong scent telling him that the sight before him was surely a swath of vibrant green, even without looking.
From February to March, everyone had witnessed, through drone observation, the Rocky Mountains welcoming its spring, watching the earth's colors change and change again.
The wind brought moisture and warmth from the Pacific Ocean, the snow line on the mountains climbed higher, and huge icy armors cracked, with meltwater flowing from the crevices like honey.
