Fresh, succulent balls fallen from the mother tree, green, yellow, orange, and so deliciously sweet!
The tree sways with the romance of the wind, minding the branches bearing the tangerines. Enjoying the teasing breeze and the calling air, it happily dances among these fellow gems. The busy ants build their mansion across the roots, carefully avoiding the roots’ steps. The buzzing bees hover at the treetops, exploring the wonders that produce this scent. Men’s eyelids fall in love when tangerines linger nearby. Many passersby ask, “What is better than the smell of tangerines?”