This mid-autumn festival was so low-key that it was spent unconsciously without leaving any marks. Heart is like water, heart is like quiet moon. The Mid-Autumn Festival dinner in my hometown is naturally full of tables, in which the meat is stewed with old water chestnut, the mountain treasure old duck pot; The old moon cake before the meal, and the rain tea after the meal. After the meal, I went downstairs and walked alone on the Mid-Autumn Festival. I wandered under the moon. The road was the road of previous years, and the month was the month of previous years. However, there were many more houses under the moon. I suddenly realized that I must want. First, walking along the old road, suddenly turning around and finding a new way, turning around and strolling, on the opposite side of the road, a large number of deserted villages emerged in front of us, and the people here had already moved, but the impression of the village still lingered in my mind. It turned out that there was Shen Lao’s address in this village. Later, he sold his house to see that his house was in a mess. It turned out that the whole direction of the village was a word, and the cement path in front of the door was straight and parallel to the village house. Now the cement path is still there, but the House and House are ruins, which are messy vegetation homes, it becomes more and more desolate under the moonlight of the Mid-Autumn Festival. I paced forward along the path, which was extremely empty around, full of the shadows of trees and mountains, and then became an unpredictable situation with the moonlight. My heart was quiet and far away, and I asked you how could you do it, my heart is far away, not to mention my heart is far away at this time. People are used to looking forward, but seldom look forward, which obviously buries a lot of valuable things. Suddenly lonely and unbearable, I couldn’t help stepping up and walking along a secluded path. Unwittingly, I came to a place, which was as spacious as the airport. The star light blinked, and the simple storehouse was located in a corner of the field. It was obviously a construction site. There was no one, only a few peep dogs, seeing me barking a few times, I walked towards it on purpose, and it screamed and fled. There was a broad road on the edge of the field, and on the right side of the road was a river like a ditch, which made me suddenly realize that this was the original site of pingyou’s hometown that I went, it turned out that Jiangning gold foil factory was on the other side of the river in front of his house. The factory was booming all day long, and it seemed to hear the roar of machines standing here again. Standing for a long time, I recalled to my heart, how many friendship between friends, the voice and the body were just like the present. I strolled and recalled in this way, and unconsciously a new road appeared in front of me, with a new community at the end. There were only three or two people strolling on the road. I thought it was time to finish enjoying the moon outdoors. At this moment, looking at the full moon as new, hanging over the top of the building, Meng de Shiyun said: it is clear that it is like a moon, when can it be done.

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Today’s Father’s Day, my son specially took a vacation to accompany me at home and invited me out for dinner. Let me choose a restaurant, I choose a fish Museum; Let me order, I ordered fish pot bread. Fish pan flour cake is the most traditional delicacy in southern Shandong, especially in the countryside on both sides of the canal. Is in fish stew pot, or posted or cook some cake. The fish stewed in the pot can be Miscellaneous fish, crucian carp, catfish, catfish, and of course larger carp, black carp, grass carp and silver carp, sometimes also have sea clutter fish. In short, as long as fish can, but larger fish do fish pot bread, some waste big fish worth, sea clutter fish good, but smell heavy some, the best was luo fish, catfish, carp, fish. Fish stew pot, can is carbon pot, can is wood pot, the best should be wood-burning pot. Fish Pot of bread, generally suitable for flour. The flour of the flour cake should be soft, and the living flour should wake up, then pull small pieces with hands, rub the water-stained hands in the palm, then fingers gently and evenly outward stretch into a pie, directly into the boiling Fish Pot, into fish soup, can be cooked edible. If fish stew pot a little larger stew are not many fish, you can stretch good bread stick fish soup of surrounding, half against Pan, half immersed fish soup, this is called turtle on, or call it the old turtle at the end of the river. The first half of the flour cake is yellowish and crisp, and it is crisp and fragrant; The second half is oily and salt, which is smooth and refreshing. Whether fish pot cook bread, or fish fried dumpling bread, are called Fish Pot bread, risotto one, when genus hundred tire meal. In Lunan, especially in canal, number of out of flavor dinner, in addition to mutton soup, spicy chicken, pancake dish, count receive fish pot bread! Fish Pot bread, my son said he first time. I said should not a first-time. That time may Age Small, ate not remember. These years, no matter from afar relatives, or the surrounding to friends, or around relatives ‘small poly drink, I often point this traditional flavor. A pot of fish pan flour cake costs 50 to 60 yuan at present. Finally, everyone can eat more after drinking enough wine. Hey Hey, cool. However, these times, son no longer live near. Even in, there were guests he not serve, this perhaps and tutor related. After eating the fish pan flour cake, I suddenly remembered those delicious dishes which were the same as the fish pan flour cake. Such as fish frozen. For good-for-nothing trash fish, mixed with thick radish, soybean and pepper octagonal onion ginger coriander fennel like seasoning, simmering with, let cool eat, fish soup and radish are calmness, one, eat up, do not have charm. However, past do fish frozen general is in winter and Freeze’s natural. Now with refrigerator and freeze is also considered convenient. For example zhu ti dong. Will trotters mixed with seasoning with a pressure cooker cooking, Trotters flesh and bones Tudor a shit, and and its are frozen together, with a knife cut into jelly-like with Eat, very chewy. Speaking of jelly, wanted to say more. Jelly in the past, are for sweet potato flour do, later use sweet potato starch, and then later for pea starch, mung bean starch, now Street jelly shop or stalls jelly, and the South rice noodles. Jelly practices, don’t know now evolved to what procedures, memory in jelly production is very simple, is to powder in water stir, fire boil, into a container cooling after, then put water in leaching deposit, time to eat with a knife into small pieces and shreds, onion ginger garlic cucumber silk mung bean sprouts mixing, refreshing quhuo hunger craving, eat go, eat also want to eat. These in country, past all are high-end flavor. Grade lower, and Qing hi-hat cai dou fu, fried bean curd residue, cauldron Hu hot food Russian. Stewed cai dou fu, is green vegetables or old cabbage bunch with mince with Qing until cooked. Fried bean curd residue, is to make tofu filtered out of the waste and radish fried. Hu hot food Russian, is the autumn and winter season used to of pickled vegetables hot food bumps tail cutting down root bark, wash NAO through soak them in clean water days clear its inherent Cuan gas after, with Bean mixed up fire cauldron Hu rotten. These vegetable farm are by hunger instinct evolution, eat large pancake wrapped into bag, hot large mouth swallowing, all things, and sweet, sometimes accidentally will be choking! Speaking of, large pancakes just came and. Big pancake is on the stage, then talk about it. Large pancakes is Lunan people Table of staple food in staple food. The sweet potato or dried sweet potato, wheat, sorghum and millet and with water in the stone in crushed into gooey, uniform stall in hot griddle on luo shu off become. Go one step, rotten sweet potato, peanut shell, cottonseed cake, Elm leaves was pancake ingredients. These years start with electric grinding play paste sub-, also directly with flour live pulp. But the most let people favorite or stone crushed into pancakes paste poker of pancakes. Pancake batter if add some beans, poker pancakes will more crisp more fragrant. Pancakes despite resistance deposit, but also musty. In order to reduce pancakes moldy opportunity, or save moldy pancakes of waste, farm Metropolitan will pancakes Tong into a pancake roll, to dry the eat. Pancake rolls crispy such as dim sum, if with a roll of salted fish, chili sauce, bean paste, fermented bean curd, chives, wax gourd bean, radish beans, Chili Bean, chili fried lu yu, pepper shrimp skin, or lard, sesame oil with salt li er, are so far hundred tire feast. Pancakes, to have a good mouth, otherwise can’t chew. Pancakes on pepper Pickles, to have a good appetite, or do not digest. So, South area of Shandong province men and women, facial muscles are very developed and bump symmetry, men are there men’s edges and corners, women have beautiful dimples, whether edges or dimples, character in all appearing a indomitable reengineer, top-notch in momentum, more there Spirit altogether unbending rules kick. So-called a side water and soil raises a side people is also. Indomitable reengineer, top-notch momentum children, spirit altogether unbending rules hard, on my generation Ben six of people, have Thanksgiving just garrulous those youziyouwei diet. Hungry Childhood, homely fare of youth, have meat well-established prime, selective elderly, no milk, cake, KFC, McDonald’s and six walnut likes of care, also have grown into the useful talents for the society, also in lives of the wonderful. Turn head to consider, advancing with the times of taste in, most memorable and most attachment, or fish pot bread and pepper Pickles frittata like tasting. My generation of tasting, is a tradition. This traditional has solidified in blood in. This traditional tasting, as a physical and nonphysical food culture heritage, wish it can become an everlasting inheritance.

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Will there be so many people in your life. When you encounter something unsatisfactory, you want to talk to her (him) at the first time, and then cry with her (him) in your arms; When you are happy, you want to talk to her (him) at the first time. Share, let her (him) feel the joy of success together; When you encounter the moment you can’t make a choice, you want to discuss with her (him) in the first time, let her (him) help you find a way, advice him? Or she? Is family? Friends? Or lover? However, no matter which one, not everyone can surround you. For example, my parents are in the remote Urumqi, where riots happen all the time and people have to worry about. Friends are scattered all over the country, Suzhou, Xuzhou, Huai’an and even Japan, living their own life, sweet or bitter? Unknown. As for lovers, the other side of the ocean, Australia with opposite seasons, that beautiful and fascinating place. Then, do you miss them? I am always dreaming recently. I dreamed that my family gathered around the table to have dinner and was happy; I dreamed that my friends came all the way to see me, and my heart was full of emotion; I dreamed that I would go to meet friends with him, and I was always in such a situation. Is this a miss? When I occasionally pass by a breakfast shop and smell some familiar smell, I suddenly think of the steaming appearance of Hu spicy soup and fried bread in my hometown; When I accidentally turn to a photo, what flashed in my mind were my friends who struggled together in the third year of senior high school, those days filled with sweat and tears; When I heard a song unintentionally, what came to my mind was, you are far away, are you okay? Is this a miss? Then, if you miss it, there will be a voice? Miss May announce? What was that sound? Maybe it is the sound of raindrops in spring. Raindrops tell you that you have never been wet in that rainy season because of him; Maybe it is the sound of flowers in summer, and flowers tell you that because of her, you are not lonely in that period of youth; Maybe it is the sound of fallen leaves in autumn, and leaves tell you, because they want to leave leaves at the root wherever you go; Maybe it is the sound of snowflakes falling in winter, snowflake tells you that your life is never cold because of him, her and them. I hope that my missing will be the sound of the clock, ticking, ticking. It tells me that I once loved someone deeply in a certain period of time; In a certain youth, there was once a group of people who accompanied me to go crazy and grow up together; In a certain age, there were them who accompanied me to study, go to school, wash clothes and cook for me, without them, there is no strong growth of me today dear you, when you hear the sound of the clock, tick, tick, tick, please remember that I miss you. I miss you, yes. At the moment I opened my eyes in the morning, on the crowded subway to work, at the table full of strangers, in front of the bed for sleeping at night. I miss you, yes. I miss you who pick me up from school every night full of stars; I miss you who buy all kinds of delicious food every day to make up for your father’s love carefully; I miss you who have been fighting for toys since childhood, the little kid who competed for TV; I miss the gathering of several silly girls at the north gate of Maritime Affairs every birthday; I miss the rainy afternoon, the rice noodles we drank together at the freshmen, the wet eaves, A smile that cannot be covered. I missed that summer, I filled in my volunteer together, waited anxiously for admission together, and prepared excitedly for school. I miss those gathering, parting, quarrels and reconciliation; I miss those little things together. I miss you, yes. Have you heard it? Dida, Dida, Dida,,

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