Writer Cai Lan once said: "Beauty is like a charm, and food is like a feast." I think this sentence can be used to describe the roller powder in my memory

? In my hometown Shangsi County, Guangxi, there is a small shop on the street of key junior high school. The facade is not big, there are only two or three tables, but the hob powder there tastes surprisingly good! Hob powder is a local specialty snack, and the method is simple: put the ground rice slurry into a tray and spread it into pancakes; Sprinkle some minced meat and chopped green onion on it, steam it, roll it into a roll and serve it; Mix or dip in sauce, sesame oil, etc. But it tastes good, the powder outside is smooth, and the minced meat, beans and fungus inside are like enchanted taste buds. If you sprinkle some peanut powder outside, you will be happier.

? When I was in junior high school, I especially liked to go to that small shop to eat rolls of powder. Besides being delicious, it is full of fireworks and human touch. The aunt in the shop is chubby and enthusiastic. Every time she sees us eating roller powder, she will add more meat to us and say that we have studied hard. Besides, they will chat with us at home. Although they all talk about trivial things in life, they let us feel the warmth of home, enjoy food and have fun when we leave home for school.

? Later, because of studying, I left my hometown and couldn't go back several times a year. Every time I go back, I am in a hurry and have no time to eat rice rolls. Hob powder has become a delicious food in memory, and every time I think about it, I will have a sense of happiness.

? "Fireworks" is a lovely description. The roller powder in my memory is full of fireworks-a noisy shop that can make delicious food. Through the crowd and the aroma of food, hard work and warm reality suddenly connected at that moment. This is the happiness that food can bring.

Some people say, "May your life have both weaknesses and armor." The delicious food in my memory-curly powder is my weakness and armor. Because of its attractive taste, I have the possibility to turn myself around; Because of its fireworks, I have the warmth of leaving home, the long-lost happiness, and the courage to stand up and face the war-torn world.