Cotton candy is as soft as cotton and melts in the mouth, but its sweetness stimulates the taste and is unforgettable.

After school, the aunt selling cotton candy stood at the school gate as usual. As soon as she saw her classmates around to buy cotton candy, she knew she was a kind and friendly person. I always wanted to walk over and buy a marshmallow, but my family was poor at that time and I couldn't bear to spend my pocket money to buy it. I can only stand at the gate of the security booth and watch my classmates feel happy after tasting marshmallows.

The autumn wind in October blows against my face. I stood in the autumn wind, bathed in the sunset and looked at my aunt who sold cotton candy.

Ah, that aunt came to me. What does she want? Gee, she has a big marshmallow in her hand.

"Sister, will Aunt treat you to cotton candy?" She bent down and stroked my head and said.

"But ... but I have no money."

"Aunt invites you to dinner, free of charge, take it!" She said with a smile.

So, I slowly reached into my pocket and took the cotton candy from my aunt. At the moment I met menstruation's hand, I felt the coldness of her hand, but her warm smile made me feel that it was just an illusion.

Aunt turned around and waved to me from time to time, but there was still a reluctant smile on her slightly pale face.

I looked down at the marshmallow in my hand and couldn't help taking a bite. My tongue melted after the instant contact with cotton candy, but the sweetness, like honey, remained in my taste.

I looked up at my aunt who gave me cotton candy. I feel warm in my heart. I feel her kindness, kindness and sincerity. I even felt her concern for a stranger.

The next day, I made up my mind to buy cotton candy and was disappointed. Somehow, auntie, she didn't come today. I think waiting.

One day, two days, three days ... Aunt hasn't come for a long time.

It was later rumored that she died not long ago. When I heard the news, I couldn't convince myself that God couldn't just kill such a kind and compassionate person.

Now, whenever I see someone selling cotton candy, I will not hesitate to buy one and taste the sweet taste. I will always remember the sweet memories my aunt brought me. That smell always reminds me to try my best to help people like my aunt who need help.