Cream jam

In the courtyard, there is a giant tree, like a big umbrella, with a thick and plentiful body of life on each leaf. It's really green, and it's covered with a bunch of fruit, and it's so cute. When I went under the tree and wanted to take a couple of pictures, the two boys came out of the tree and they started to do it to me: all that fell on the floor, no shame. Oh, I dare say I'm here to keep the peace. Since that day it has been so much adornment from home that today it has finally come to terms with what it is hoped for — a large pack of friends, small in size and not the best in sales, but really the purest and most beautiful taste of sour sweet. It's a bit handy, but it tastes sour, but it's still good! Let's do it while the market's still on