Every day, my mother comes home from work late and exhausted. In the morning, my mother always gets up early to prepare breakfast for our family. In the evening, after working all day, she has to cook and cook dinner for our family nonstop, but also sweep, mop and wash dishes for us ... My mother is so tired for our family's work, as long as I see her thin back, my heart will feel a little pain ... Everything my mother has done for me will be deeply engraved in my heart!
During the summer vacation, I told my mother that I wanted to go to the supermarket. My mother smiled and said, "All right! I'll take you to play today! -but I have to do my homework. " I took what my mother had to say! In the supermarket, my brother and I saw something good and wanted to buy it. My mother said, "You can buy it if you want!" My brother and I laughed, and my mother said, "You can buy it if you want! "My brother and I laughed, and so did my mother! A sweet and warm thing flows into my heart jar.
Today, my mother cooked our favorite fish for us. I took a bite of rice after eating a few bites of fish. Do you know why? Because maybe mom put too much salt, the fish became salty, but it was delicious. The skin of the fish is slippery and the fish is tender. If you eat it, the fish can be automated. Therefore, maternal love is salty.
My mother's love is selfless, my mother's love is everywhere, and my mother's love protects my healthy growth. This is all kinds of care and all kinds of warm love!
2. Composition (who do I think of when I eat) My favorite food.
When it comes to food, I think of my favorite hot and sour shredded potatoes, my favorite mutton kebabs and my favorite ice cream, but I prefer delicious tofu.
Every time I see tofu, it will hang down, and every time I eat tofu, I will have an unspeakable taste. The delicious and smooth taste is unforgettable. At home, when my mother is cooking braised tofu, I really want to eat it. I also wanted to see how my mother did it, so I ran to the kitchen to see how my mother did it: first, boil the oil, divide the tofu into three or four parts with a knife, wait until the oil boils, then put the tofu in and fry it repeatedly, and then add the meat slices and onions. Add garlic/kloc-0.5 minutes, then add salt. Chicken essence, a plate of delicious tofu came out. Before dinner, I took a bowl and a pair of chopsticks and ate them secretly. My mother saw it and smiled and said to me, "You greedy pig are eating again. There is nothing you can do! " I think my mother found out, so I smiled shyly. At dinner, my mother told me a legend about tofu: once upon a time, there was a man who was very filial to his parents and loved beans, or food made from beans. So I went to visit a teacher who used beans as food. He was very diligent and soon learned a lot about food. Once, when he was making soybean milk, he suddenly found that there was no salt, only the remaining brine, so he poured the brine in. After a while, he picked up the lid and found that the pot was not soybean milk, but pieces of things. So he took a sip and thought it was delicious, so he hired a master. Master didn't know what it was after reading it, but he also tasted it and thought it was delicious, so he definitely named it tofu.
Tofu is not only delicious, but also nutritious. Everyone must eat more!
3. Write a tasteful composition
My mother gave me a bowl of chicken soup and urged me to drink it while it was hot. But I don't want to drink at all. Suddenly, I thought of a smell I missed.
That's a fresh fragrance.
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At that time, I loved chicken soup, and the soup made by my grandmother was always fragrant and strong, which was very appetizing to me. Whenever chicken soup is served, as long as my sister and I are here, no one else will want to taste it. I thought it was the best in the world.
The best soup. Every time I go to my grandmother's house, she cooks chicken soup for me. I always like to drink bowl after bowl. Whenever this happens, she always sits there laughing. Sometimes my sister and I leave some for her, but
She always said, "I don't like it." At that time, we simply believed it and drank a pot rudely.
After that, I went to junior high school. The school is far from my grandmother's house, so I don't have time to go to her house often. The strong smell blurred my memory. I fell in love with my mother's cucumber and egg soup. The different fragrance quickly captured my stomach. Slowly, chicken soup rarely appears on my dining table. Over time, it disappeared completely at the dinner table.
One day, the chicken soup faded out of my sight, and the person who could cook my favorite chicken soup left. That smell can only be remembered by me.
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Since then, my mother has cooked chicken soup many times, and I can't find that familiar feeling. Grandma has cooked chicken soup for me for more than ten years, which not only has unforgettable taste, but also has kindness and love. This may be the reason.
The reason why she only cooked chicken soup for her sister after I didn't visit her for so long. Later, my sister told me that whenever I had soup, my grandmother always sat alone. Once my sister heard that grandma was right.
Grandpa said, "I wish I could come every day." I do not blame her. She is busy with her studies. "
Love is also mellow.
I looked at the bowl of chicken soup in front of me and didn't move my chopsticks for a long time. My mother once urged me to drink quickly and told me that it was new. It must be delicious I touched the bowl with residual heat, but I didn't take a sip after all.
No one will replace this smell, even my mother.
The taste left in memory is the wound of the soul.
4. The delicious food composition mentioned my favorite food in 500 words, and I remembered a riddle about this kind of food: "A flock of geese are floating around in the river."
What is this? In fact, this kind of food is not special, but we rarely taste it at ordinary times, but when it comes to the Spring Festival, especially the first day of the New Year, every household is indispensable! It's glutinous rice balls. I like to eat dumplings and watch them float in the water.
I remember once, my mother made me dumplings. I saw my mother first pour glutinous rice noodles into a basin, mix them with boiling water and knead them into dough. Then every time she grabs a small ball of noodles from the dough and rubs it into the shape of corn in her hand, then puts sugar in the middle and rubs it into the shape of a ping-pong ball. After the water in the pot boiled, she put it all down. Mom put the lid on, only anxious and long waiting.
Greedy, I often secretly open the lid and see only the white ball on the bottom of the water. After a while, a few floated up first, then a few floated up, and gradually, they floated up and fell down. It was really cute. Mother subconsciously touched my nose with her flour-covered hand.
It turns out that I am already "salivating" when I look at jiaozi in the pot. So, my mother found a bowl of chopsticks and picked up some floating jiaozi from the pot. Jiaozi is steaming, but I don't care at all. I quickly opened one with chopsticks and put it in my mouth. The weather is very hot, but the soft, fragrant and sweet feeling is really great.
I couldn't help giving my mother a thumbs-up sign. My mother told me that jiaozi can also wrap many kinds of fillings. Some people wrap vegetables in jiaozi, saying that it can prevent them from getting angry. Some of them like sweets, so they put some brown sugar powder in the jiaozi.
As for everyone who likes to eat glutinous rice balls during the Spring Festival, my mother said that glutinous rice balls symbolize happiness and reunion, and its name represents people's good wishes for life! Delicious grape food grape is a kind of fruit with high water content. However, do you use grapes as food? Talking about using grapes as food reminds me of one thing.
It was a comfortable weekend and I was at home alone. I am a girl who likes to eat. Near noon, before grandpa came back, my stomach began to growl. "ouch! I'm starving! " ! I'm starving! "I cried and ran into the kitchen, looked around, rummaged through everything and found a bunch of grapes.
Suddenly, a good idea came to me. I scoured some rice, peeled the grapes, cut half into small pieces and left the other half. Soon, delicious grape porridge came out of the pot.
I watched the remaining grapes pulped and pumped out the grape juice, which was almost finished. I'm tasting my own lunch. It's really delicious. I will make new grape food when I have time.
(Diary) In the world of fruits, there are many fruits that can be made into delicious food. If you try it yourself, you can also make a lot of delicious food! Mango, apple … can all make delicious food. "litchi honey" flowers, birds, grass and insects, who painted in the world, used to love it.
Bees are artists' pets, but I don't like them very much. Funnily enough, when I was a child, I once went up a tree to pick begonia flowers. I didn't want to be stung by bees, so I almost fell down.
Adults told me that bees don't sting easily, and they must have stung because they thought you wanted to hurt them. Once you are stung, your life will run out and you won't live long. I felt sorry for the bee and forgave it.
But since then, whenever I see bees, my mood is very bumpy and always uncomfortable. In April this year, I went to Conghua Hot Spring in Guangdong for a few days.
Surrounded by mountains, surrounded by a pool of spring water. The thick green scenery is simply a green landscape painting.
It was a cloudy night when I first went, and I occasionally looked at the window. It's strange why so many black hills appear out of thin air in front of the building, one heavy and one heavy, constantly fluctuating. Remember that there is a garden in front of the building, not a mountain. What kind of illusion is this? At dawn, I couldn't help laughing.
It turned out to be litchi trees all over the mountains, one after another. The leaves of each tree are dense and look like mountains at night! Litchi is perhaps the freshest and most beautiful fruit in the world. Su Dongpo wrote such a poem: "There are 300 lychees a day, so you don't hesitate to be a Lingnan person."
This shows the beauty of litchi. It happened that I came at a bad time. Litchi has just blossomed.
The tree is full of pale yellow flowers, which is not outstanding. New tender leaves, reddish, look better than flowers.
It takes about three months from flowering to fruit ripening. It seems that I can't wait to eat fresh litchi here. It is time to eat fresh litchi honey.
Some people may not have heard of this rare thing, right? There are as many litchi trees in Conghua as the sea in Wang Yang. In the flowering season, bees are buzzing all over the place, so busy that they forget the morning and evening. Litchi honey is characterized by pure color and rich nutrition.
Most people who live in hot springs like to eat this honey to nourish their bodies. Enthusiastic comrades gave me two bottles.
When the cork is opened, it is so sweet; After drinking it for half a cup, the sweetness has a refreshing taste, a little fresh of litchi. Drinking such good honey will make you feel that life is sweet.
I don't feel moved. I want to see the bees that I have never liked very much. Deep in the litchi forest, there is a corner of a white house, which is the beekeeping farm of Wenquan commune, but it has an interesting name, called "Beekeeping Building".
As soon as you get close to the "building", you will see swarms of bees coming in and out and flying around. The noise will make you think that perhaps bees are scrambling to build a new life. The beekeeper Lao Liang led me into the building.
Calling him Lao Liang is actually a young man, and his movements are quite stable. Maybe Lao Liang wants me to go deep into the life of bees. He carefully opened a wooden beehive with a row of wooden boards in the middle, which were full of crawling bees.
The queen bee is dark brown and very long. Every worker bee is willing to feed it with its own royal jelly. Old Liang whispered admiringly, "Look at these little things, how obedient they are!" I asked, "How much honey can such a swarm of bees collect a year?" Lao Liang said: "You can cut dozens of pounds.
Bees like to work. Guangdong has fine weather and many flowers, and bees are not idle all year round.
There is a lot of honey brewed, but you can only eat it yourself. Every time you cut honey, leave a little, just enough for them to eat.
They never quarrel and don't care about anything. They still continue to work, continue to make honey, and work hard all day and all night ... "I asked again.
5. The smell of mango
Many things will feel beautiful only at a certain time, place and condition. I still remember the taste of mango, and I will never forget it. It was when I was traveling to Changchun that I accidentally ate a mango, which was sweeter than anything I had ever eaten! Let me forget!
That morning, we left the hotel with a day's dry food on our backs. "Mango, mango! Three for ten dollars! " A rough voice sounded in my ear. I looked intently and saw that it was an old woman selling mangoes. I can't help drooling and I can't control my legs and go straight to the mango stand! So I begged my mother, and finally my mother bought me three! Willy-nilly, I took a bite at once! Wow! Sweeter than honey! That golden flesh, golden juice, slowly flowing down my mouth! Splash on my sleeves, hands and even clothes! After eating, I still suck my fingers, from fingertips to fingertips! Like a baby! I licked the only mango stone over and over again! Don't mention how great that taste is! Tut tut, delicious on earth! Finally, the only thing left in my mouth is the smell of mango, and people who come face to face will feel the smell of mango coming to the nose!
When I reluctantly left Changchun, I still missed those two mangoes! Fingertips seem to have a faint mango fragrance! Even after many years, I still miss that old taste, maybe I miss that mood! When I saw the mango again, I could never find that feeling again! Maybe, I can't find that kind of mood!
6. Give me a composition about special snacks, Exercise 3, Grade 6, Jiangsu Education Edition. You must write about food fried stinky tofu, which is a unique local snacks in winter in the south of the Yangtze River.
When I was young, I ran to the street after school. Of course, this is when I have money in my pocket. Cross the alley and cross the bridge, and you can smell the fried stinky tofu.
The manager who fried stinky tofu is a thin old man with white eyebrows and beard. He always carries heavy burdens. The burden is actually a box made of wood. There are stinky tofu, soy sauce, Chili sauce and a pile of small plates in front of the box, and there is a canned bottle with several pairs of chopsticks in it. There is a small coal stove and a pot in the back box.
The old man always stands on the street corner, absorbed in frying stinky tofu. I haven't heard his shouts, but there are always many diners looking for incense in front of his little bag and standing in a circle.
His stinky tofu is very distinctive. At first glance, it's dark and no different from other stinky tofu, but once it's put in the pot and taken out of it, it becomes golden and delicious, coated with a layer of soy sauce or Chili sauce (his Chili sauce is homemade, bright red, spicy and comfortable), yellow and red, very beautiful. Take a bite carefully (because it's very hot). It's yellow on the outside and white on the inside, crisp on the outside and tender on the inside. It's hot and spicy. At this time, instead of eating, I rolled my tongue and swallowed.
Old people always fry only a few slices at a time, and sell a few slices after frying, so people waiting for them are eating and others pay attention to each other. Most people who eat fried stinky tofu are women and children. It's really strange that women in Jiangnan don't eat spicy food, and when it comes to this burden, they all become "spicy girls" They have to put on a thick layer of Chili sauce, and women don't care about tenderness at this time. They ate until their lips were red, their tears were mixed, and they were hot and sweaty.
The old man just kept saying: it's too spicy to stick, don't eat too much. After all, he didn't stop it
So the old man consumes a bottle of Chili sauce every day. At that time, my father gave me fifty cents a month, and at least half of the money was contributed to stinky tofu.
A piece of stinky tofu is worth a penny, and after eating one piece, it will be quiet in one day. Sometimes I don't plan to overspend, but I will restrain myself from running there for fear of long hooks in my eyes.
However, at that time, as long as I accidentally slipped onto the old man's burden, the old man would always see everything, as if he found that I didn't have a penny in my pocket, and he would smile and fry the most crisp and tender piece for me to eat. Sorry to eat for free. Dad will send me money next month, and I will return it to him immediately. The old man also accepted it, but he must fry me an extra piece of stinky tofu.
It has been more than 20 years since I left that small town in the south of the Yangtze River, and I have never eaten such delicious fried stinky tofu (although I have eaten fried stinky tofu in other cities in the south of the Yangtze River, the taste always seems to be a little worse). It always appears in my dreams, with the thin old man with white beard and white eyebrows who doesn't even know his name.
I've only eaten meat and bone porridge once. It was a Sunday morning in winter in Jiangnan, and my thrifty aunt suddenly offered to take me to eat meat and bone porridge.
I was flattered and followed her all the way for fear that she would suddenly change her mind. Go along Qingshiban Road, cross the bustling food market and turn into an alley.
Far away, I saw a small shop with white fog, and I heard the sound of an iron spoon knocking on the edge of the pot. My aunt led me into the shop, which was full.
Everyone is sipping this meat and bone porridge, which seems really delicious. The proprietress led us into the inner kitchen and said apologetically, "Let's eat here."
The proprietress is a 40-year-old woman with ear-long hair and a black hairpin carefully pinned behind her ear. I was afraid that menstruation would get cold feet and run away, so I quickly made my own decision and said, "Yes, yes."
As a result, menstruation got two dirty eyes. "Ok, a bowl of meat and bone porridge."
The proprietress grabbed the big iron spoon in one hand and uncovered the big pot cover in the other. Suddenly, a heat wave swept the smell of porridge. She stirred the pot with a big iron spoon and handed me a big bowl of porridge.
This bowl of porridge is gray, the rice has not been cooked to its original shape, and the porridge surface is dotted with a few pieces of meat and bones. I tasted it carefully, well, it was fragrant and sticky.
You really don't have to "eat", just drink. I just stood by the big stove, holding a big bowl, hula hula drinking the meat and bone porridge for the first time in my life
Finally, I bit those bones like a puppy. That bowl of porridge cost my aunt 5 cents.
Later, my aunt told me that cooking meat and bones was very troublesome. First, the meat bones (bones connected with some meat) should be boiled for several hours, and then the new rice should be washed and put in before cooking.
You can't cook the coke. The key is to master the heat and slow it down. Finally, add salt and monosodium glutamate.
Therefore, it is time-consuming and laborious for ordinary families not to make meat and bone porridge and not to drink it. She also warned me not to eat more meat and bone porridge in the street, because some bosses would put the bones eaten by their guests back in the pot to save money.
I don't know whether what she said is true or not. Anyway, since then, I have never eaten meat and bone porridge again, not because I was afraid of being unsanitary, but because I didn't have enough money in my pocket to distribute.
But I often go to that meat and bone porridge shop, mainly to see how they handle the finished bones. But the proprietress seems to understand my intention and always greets me with a smile: "Little girl, come and eat a bowl."
Then I ran away. Yangchun noodles Yangchun noodles have a nice name and a noble appearance. In fact, it is the favorite pasta of Jiangnan people, which is the cheapest and therefore the most refreshing.
In Morning in Shanghai, capitalist Xu Yide pretends to be poor in order to avoid public-private partnership, and asks the waiter to deliver lunch, which is Yangchun noodles. It can be seen that Yangchun noodles belong to the patent of working people. As for why you chose the name Yangchun Baixue, it may be antonym, but I am sure that the person who takes this name is by no means Xialiba.
More than twenty years ago, my uncle's family seemed to like to eat Yangchun noodles. Every Sunday, my uncle will definitely lead the whole family to the noodle restaurant in town to eat Yangchun noodles. My two cousins are in high spirits, but I don't like them very much
There is nothing on Yangchun noodles except some chopped green onion. It's bare and tasteless. I don't want to eat the second bite after eating the first bite. Every time I can't finish a bowl of Yangchun noodles, I always remind my uncle by innuendo that it's better to eat wonton, at least there is meat.
But my uncle resolutely refused.
7. Ask for an essay entitled "Taste in Memory", and ask for a kind of food in the composition, the taste in memory.
Tasting delicious food is a great pleasure in life! The delicacies here are not necessarily delicacies. As long as the heart is delicious, ordinary food is unforgettable.
Speaking of it, the tofu flower that I ate as a child is also relatively blind in the world. In the street, every afternoon, someone carries a burden and shouts: tofu flower! Fresh tofu flower! I always take a coin and hand it to the old man who sells tofu flowers and say, Grandpa, will you put more shrimp? All right, all right! The old man smiled, opened the lid and scooped out a bowl of steaming tofu brain, skillfully sprinkled salt and monosodium glutamate, poured soy sauce and sesame oil, and finally added laver, shrimp and chopped green onion, and a bowl of delicious tofu brain was ready. I carefully held it in my hand and began to taste it. Ah, laver and shrimp add flavor to tofu flower, and the refreshing and smooth tofu flower slips into your mouth, which is really fragrant and memorable.
It is difficult to eat a bowl of tofu now, and a breakfast shop on the street that used to have tofu is closed. Asked my mother where there was a tofu shop, she said there was one on the street, but it was not as delicious as before. Alas, I sighed. Why is it so difficult to eat a bowl of tofu flower now?
However, the baked sweet potato on the street is still fragrant, which was only recently discovered. I remember that there used to be an aunt wrapped in a flower headscarf who sold sweet potatoes. As long as it was golden yellow inside, it was definitely sweet. Holding a hot sweet potato in your hand, peel it off and take a bite, which is sweet and fragrant. What a double enjoyment! Now he is an old man who looks lovely. He leaned against the telephone pole, his hands in his pockets and his shoulders shrank. Every time I pass by, he almost always does. When I first saw this stall, I bought one without hesitation. I was glad to take it home through my sleeve and peel it off. Is golden yellow, bite, the in the mind cold half: there is no sweetness in memory! Unexpectedly, looking for baked sweet potatoes for several years gave me such an answer. I really don't know what to say.
Oh, and corn! I once ate corn at my mother's friend's house. God, it's delicious. My mouth is watering now. That corn, first of all, smells good. I took a bite, and it was full of sweet glutinous rice, which was surprisingly sweet. I'll never forget that smell. Last time my mother said that the corn in a cake shop was delicious, so I went to buy one. The result is a little exaggerated, but it's just a little bad. I really don't know if I was young and not demanding at that time, or if the food was really not as delicious as I remember. I can't find anything as delicious as before anyway. Hey, what the hell is this?
8. Fragrant food, fragrance description 150 paragraph That winter, the cold wind swallowed up the whole world, and there was heavy snow like goose feathers in the sky. But the room is full of fire, and the air is filled with intoxicating meat. I waited by the fire in a cotton-padded jacket and trousers. The saliva swirled in my mouth, my breath was full of this tempting smell of meat, and my stomach kept beating drums. The latosolic red coal is burning happily in the furnace, and the ribs and soup in the pressure cooker play the wonderful music of Gollum together.
"Mom, aren't you ready?" My mouth is watering, and I am more anxious in the face of temptation.
"Wait a minute, little greedy cat."
Finally, I couldn't stand the smell, so I took advantage of my mother to get coal. I crept to open the lid, and a misty damp heat, like a pigeon escaping from the cage, floated in a higher direction, dancing the most beautiful dance. Then there is the smell of meat, which is very satisfying when you look at it. Sneak up a piece to eat. "It smells good, oily and tender. I suck the fragrant soup, flow into my throat and soak it in my heart. After eating, steal another piece to eat, and every piece in your mouth is delicious. To my surprise, Mianku kept kissing the stove until he smelled a serious burning smell, but he had branded two big holes. The moment he left the stove, he was still reluctant to go, and he was free from countless sentimentality!
9. Write a composition describing food, highlighting color, aroma and taste. Dad's fried chicken is not only fragrant, but also not salty or light, and it tastes just right. I like spicy fried chicken best. There is a saying that it is not spicy or fragrant. I think without spicy food, girls lose Barbie dolls. I like to eat chicken wings, chicken feet and other parts. Although there is not much meat, chicken wings and chicken feet are much more fragrant than any other parts, and fried chicken is also very good as a whole. Fried chicken is like an exam. Be sure to cook in a relaxed, serious and stable way. It's not delicious if it's overcooked or undercooked, so it's still difficult to fry the chicken well. The most important thing about fried chicken is never getting tired. No matter how many meals you eat, you won't hate it. That's what I do. Recently, the newspaper said that it would be bad to eat more meat-eating chicken. I tell you, there are absolutely no meat-eating chickens in our restaurant. They are all chai chickens. I'll lie to you, and I'll pay ten for one fake. Don't worry.
Once I went home, I found no one at home, but I smelled a strong smell. I ran into the kitchen, one or two meters away from the smell, and I judged that it must be fried chicken, and it was just a chicken. I looked over and found a plate on the dining table with a whole plate of chicken on it. I didn't think much at the time. I swished a chicken wing and finished it in two seconds. Then I quickly ate one, two, five, and ten tablets, which can be said to be wolfed down. I didn't know what was going on at that time, and I began to eat as soon as I smelled the fragrance. Probably because I was so hungry, I finished eating the chicken on my plate in a short time. I was sitting on the sofa with a belly and watching TV beautifully when I heard footsteps. It turns out that my mother has come back. She saw that my stomach was full, looked at the plate in the kitchen and said angrily, Zong Yiheng, where is the chicken on the plate? ! I felt my stomach embarrassedly and said, here it is. Mom said angrily, this is what dad made for grandma. Chicken is more than two kilograms. Did you eat them all? ! Turn off the TV and do two papers at a time! My back was chilly, as if I had scratched a piece of meat, so I ran indoors to make an examination paper. While doing it, I thought: It's worth exchanging two test papers for a plate of chicken, hahaha! .
It is difficult to fry chicken, but it is delicious. I like to challenge the difficulty, and I prefer to eat fried chicken!
10. I remembered the delicious food ingredients I tasted. Keke is a special snack man in my hometown, Meilong County, Haifeng. It is famous for its unique selection of materials and delicious food. My favorite snack is cabbage, a snack like jiaozi. It is said that Cai Ke was born to commemorate an old fairy who sent villagers ashore during the flood fighting. The newly harvested rice grinds the stalks into powder and then dries them. When it is made, it is stirred with warm water, kneaded by hand into an elastic skin, and then refined with celery, garlic, lean meat, shredded whale, fried sesame and peanuts as stuffing. Generally speaking, you can eat it when it is steamed. You can also steam it before frying it, which will taste more delicious.
When I go home every winter vacation, the first thing I do after getting off the bus is to eat vegetables. Look! The dishes on that plate are like crystal clear white boats. Take a bite. Crispy and tender. The smell of stuffing suddenly overflowed my mouth, which made people memorable. I can't care about the image of a lady anymore! I took one bite after another, sweating profusely. Full of oil, but also eat happily! I didn't smile contentedly until my stomach was full. Finally, when I leave my hometown, I have to carry a big cabbage!
Friends, after listening to my introduction, are you already salivating? If you want to eat, please visit my hometown. I believe you will eat with relish and feast your eyes!