Food should be eaten in the stomach, and lovely people should stay in the heart.

Love can be talked about slowly, and meat must be eaten while it is hot.

All good things must come to an end, but if you treat me, I can accompany you for a while.

Although I can't hold the moon for you for nine days, I can: fish and beef, shrimp dumplings, hairy belly, lotus root slices, lettuce, crab sticks, prawns, shrimp slides, beef balls and yellow throats in the sea.

One day, your sweetheart will come to you wearing potato cakes, cotton candy on her feet and roast chicken legs in her hand.

I want to share the sweetness with you.

The food I cook for you is the most beautiful love letter for you.

I am not fat, but my weight in your heart has become heavier.

You are like meat in a hot pot, sitting firmly in the center of love.

I like it. I have two packs of snacks, one for you and one for me. Love is that I have two packs of snacks, and I will give them to you.