When spring comes, mango trees open their mouths and enjoy the showers sent by Miss Chun. Evergreen leaves spread out, and long leaves laughed in the breeze. As soon as the spring rain sprinkles, the naughty little flowers and bones on the tree are not to be outdone, and clusters are so cute. When the spring breeze blows, these Kobanawa bones jump around the branches like little stars.
In spring and March, mango trees are covered with angular green smooth little mangoes, which are like green gems under the sunlight. There are no ripe mangoes. Pick it up and take a bite. It's sour, hard and astringent, so you can't close your mouth at once.
The ripe mango is big and yellow, and the calendar is full of kowtows. Festivals in Huang Chengcheng are as intoxicating as yellow balloons released in festivals. In the old place, you can smell a fragrance, which makes people drool. At this time, the mango is fragrant and beet, so we can't smell enough and eat enough.
Mango can be canned, mango sauce, mango crystal. ...
I like mangoes.