Nests, mulberries and honeysuckle have not been picking mulberries for several years, and they insist on going in light rain to find their childhood joy in this mulberry orchard that has been abandoned for many years, pure wild and natural, and the grains are large

Nests, mulberries and honeysuckle

I haven't picked mulberries for a few years, and I insist on going in the light rain, and I find my childhood joy in this mulberry garden that has been abandoned for many years, pure wild and natural, the grains are full, sweet and delicious... Suddenly found a bird's nest, it's an empty nest, like my family, the child grows up, can live independently and fly away, the nest is still there, the mulberries within reach of the nest are still there, red, as if stubbornly waiting for the high-flying child... The honeysuckle next to it has already bloomed for the most part, and from its current appearance, you can see the lushness and powerful fragrance of yesterday and the day before yesterday... Playing and watching, how is it like life [shy] [croaking]

This rainy day, when I came back, my clothes were already soaked, and I didn't feel a little cool...