Lychee season

After the dream, I caught the scent of ripe lychees in the garden. The next morning, I felt a pang of nostalgia for a distant memory. In my childhood, my mother would carry heavy baskets on her shoulders, one side a basket of ripe red lychees, the other a me sitting and nibbling on them. That image reminded me of my mother's hardships, yet it also stirred within me the love of a mother for her child.

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