#My Beautiful Life Cultivation#
Pick a lemon from the yard to make a pot of lemon tea, lazily lean against the windowsill, the sun is shining warmly on the body, temporarily put aside all troubles, happiness is as simple as that.
In the city, it can be said that it is a luxury to have a small yard.
In my yard, there is a vine, a laurel tree, a lemon tree, an orange tree.
These fruit trees were not planted by me, they grew on their own.
It may be that the eaten kernel fell into the soil, sprouted on its own, and grew into a fruit tree. The fruit trees were fertilized and before they knew it, they had grown.
Now the lemon is fruiting, the laurel tree is very tall, and the others are still small seedlings.
Last year, several watermelon seedlings grew in the yard, I thought they would not bear fruit, but who knew that there were several watermelons, although they were not large, but they were very sweet.
This year, the lemon was ripe, quite large, round and full, yellow and bright, and bent branches hanging to the ground.
Picked two lemons, cut into slices, added a few goji berries, two dates, a few rock sugar, boiling water brewed, sweet and sour, endless aftertaste.
On a winter afternoon, making a pot of lemon tea and reading a favorite book is a little happiness in ordinary days.
