One day in winter, after class, Zhengya and I walked out of school together. The cold wind is biting, and the fragrance wafts from snack bars on both sides of the street near the school.

"Wow-it must be sweet and warm ..." I secretly observed Zhengya's reaction. "Zhengya, how about we go in and have a fried cake?" "good!" We hit it off and walked into the fried cake shop together.

As soon as we entered the store, the hot air and aroma came to our faces, which aroused our gluttonous insects. Many children came to the shop and there were not many seats left.

Soon, two plates of fried cakes were brought up. We quickly picked up chopsticks, "Ah!" When we were about to clamp, we suddenly found something like ash stuck on the fried cake-it was obviously dust falling on the fried cake. But my glutton doesn't care, "Hi! It's nothing to eat some ash, it's not clean and it's not sick! " I don't care that much. I took a big bite first. Although I feel something is wrong in my heart, the crisp sound of fried cakes in my mouth really makes people forget everything!