? In my hometown of Guangxi Shangsi County, there is a small store on the street side of the key junior high school, the front is not big, only two or three tables, but the flavor of the rolled noodles there is surprisingly good! Rolls of flour is a local specialty snack, practice is very simple: with ground rice paste into the tray spread into a pancake; sprinkle some minced meat, scallions on top, steamed and rolled into a roll can be served on the plate; accompanied by sauces, sesame oil, etc. Mixed or dipped in order to eat. But the taste is very good, the outside of the vermicelli smooth, inside the minced meat, beans, fungus as if by magic, with the taste buds with the flavor, if the outside of the peanut flour sprinkled with some more would be even happier.
? When I was in junior high school, I especially like to go to that small store to eat rolled noodles, in addition to delicious, but also because it is full of fireworks, full of human feelings. The store's aunty is fat, people are very enthusiastic, every time we see us to eat rolls of flour, will give us more meat, said we study hard. In addition to this will also chatter with us, although said are trivial life, but let us leave home to go to school to feel the warmth of home, enjoy the food, harvest happiness.
? Later, because of schooling, left home, a year can not go back a few times, each time to go back is also in a hurry, did not have time to go to eat rolls of flour. The rolls have become the food of memory, and every time I think of them, I feel a sense of happiness.
? "Fireworks" is a very cute description, my memory of the roll powder is full of fireworks - noisy but can make good food store, through the crowd and the aroma of the rice wafting, in that moment full of hard thoughts and warm reality can suddenly This is the feeling of happiness that only food can bring, right?
Some people say, "May your life have both soft spots and armor." The food in my memory - the rolled flour is my soft underbelly and armor. Because of its tantalizing flavor, I have the possibility of my own transformation into a mellow; because of its smoke and fire, I have the warmth of leaving home, a long-lost sense of well-being, and the courage to take a step forward to face the soldiering world.