Although I have eaten a lot of delicious food, in my heart, there is one dish that can't be replaced by anything, that is, when I was preparing to go to college, at that time, I left home for the first time, I wanted to live alone, I wanted to face a new environment alone, and I had to face everything by myself.
The night before departure, my mother cooked my favorite boiled pork slices. I clearly remember that day, when I ate them, I cried while eating. I said, mom, I really don't want to leave you, and I can't eat your cooking every day. My mother told me that you should leave and learn to grow up. One day you don't need your mother anymore. Do you know why? My mother always likes to cook this dish for you.
After going to college, you should study hard, you can't relax, you should have roommates to get along well, you should be modest, your parents are not around, and you should take care of yourself. I cried when I heard this.
I'll never forget that boiled pork slices are the most delicious and unforgettable dish I've ever eaten. It includes parents' expectations, mother's concern for me and mother's anxiety. It contains my parents' love, endless love and selfless dedication, and has been silently supporting my love.