My wife came back from shopping on the street this morning and said that there were some haws. Hawthorn cooked? Well. In a question and answer, I suddenly remembered the Hawthorn garden beside the canal. On the morning when the rime fell in the winter of the year before last, when I was collecting wind in the canal wetland, I found that there was a garden with branches and bearded beard under the north bank of the canal, which was very glittering and clear by the rime, so I went, I made many proud films. At that time, I couldn’t see its face clearly and thought it was a peach forest. Later I heard that it was a Hawthorn garden. Now it is the mature season of haws, where Haws must be rich in red, right? So, he lifted the camera, pushed the door out, and drove straight to him. When the car drove up to the bank, through the window of the car, he saw a flourishing place below. The dense Haws flashed bright red in the sun, the sour and sweet taste temptation and the creation impulse of bright autumn red poetry suddenly surged in my heart. However, the thick and solid wire fence around the Hawthorn garden isolated me from the outside. In my mind, I suddenly thought of idioms such as desire to raise first and suppress first, scratching my boots, looking at the Plum Blossom to quench thirst, greedy for saliva and so on, this is exactly the true and appropriate description of my mood at this moment. With this nameless mood of searching, I saw a downhill slope on the west side of Hawthorn garden. Not far down the road, there was a closed fence door, which was locked but not locked. There was a simple shack in the garden, and a dog with a chain shouted at me. I shouted loudly: Is there anyone? It was a handsome boy who heard the sound. I said I I am a patter and saw the haws ripe. The garden was full of brilliance. I like it very much and want to take some photos. The young man said with a smile, welcome. Then he took me into the deep part of the garden and said, “just shoot, just eat! The Hawthorn Tree is tangled and has a low growth. The hawthorn fruit drops to the Eight Diagrams, and the branches are bent and bent. I carefully observed and captured the aesthetic vision of tree shape, branch shape, fruit shape and light and shadow, so wag pressed the shutter to freeze it into an eternal moment. Just at this moment, we could hear the noise of crowds of people around. Looking back, we found that many people were picking red fruits excitedly. The young man who took me into the garden just now pointed and said to them, “These are all ripe fruits, two yuan per jin. If you want to see which one is good, you can pick them as much as you like. He said and picked it himself to help him pick it up. The person who picked Haws seems to be a big family. A little girl was running under the tree with a bright face. A middle-aged woman who looked like a hostess carefully selected the fruit strings on the branch with her toes stretching her arms. They picked while talking, what makes you strengthen stomach and promote digestion, stimulate appetite and increase appetite, what makes you taste better when soaked in sugar water, what refrigerator does not deteriorate when stored, what is cutting and drying hawthorn slices by hand, and so on. While talking and doing it, the plastic bag was filled up soon. Taking advantage of this moment, I aimed the camera at them and captured their postures and forms of picking fruits. I felt very beautiful with the pastoral style of harmonious coexistence between human and nature and the happiness of harvest. The time of enjoying both vision and taste is about one hour, but this hour gives people the feeling that it is really short. The family who picked Haws went away in a tricycle. I also handed the fruits which were more than Jin I picked in my busy schedule to the young man who was the owner of the haws garden, saying that please weigh them to pay. I didn’t expect that the other side smiled brightly and said, “I’m very happy that you like it. I’m so embarrassed to give it to me because of the money! Seeing my sadness, I said again: some friends like it, although they bring photos, it is much better than advertising, no aha! Farewell to the Hawthorn garden, the hawthorn fruit in my heart is ripe, ripe, red and bright, sour and sweet, full of happy colors and flavors! Ah oh, by the way, I have to tell the netizen who is reading this picture and text about the location of this Hawthorn garden: Come from Zaozhuang, go straight along the right side of zaotai Road to the west of the canal and turn 100 to the north bank, and the South is the crossing to enter the canal wetland park. Remember the way, thinking about coming!

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