I can't stop being trapped in other people's love stories all day. When I read those words that are sweet to toothache, bitter to sadness, warm and bright, or sad, my mood turns around, sometimes I giggle softly, sometimes I feel sad and choked.

Then I remembered my girlhood, and when I was sad, I put a few grapes in my mouth one after another, which were sweet and sour, juicy and delicious, and were instantly cured.

Someone once said, "Good food and love can't live up to."

But in fact, we are often disappointed by love, so there are so many losses, sorrows, pains and hesitations, so there are so many Lao Yan who can't get what they want.

That's why I'm willing to watch people's various fancy shows and love, and that's why I like the happy ending of "the man and the woman live happily together at last".

really, really only good food can live up to it!

I remember when I was a student, I often felt that I could bear an air crash in my stomach. When I got home, I rummaged through the boxes, explored the stove and uncovered the pot, and a small piece of fermented bean curd pickled by my mother, a small piece of leftover steamed bread, a sticky dried sweet potato, and a few brittle peanuts all made my mouth water, giving birth to the secret joy of winning the first prize.

During the whole middle school, what impressed me the most was the salty and delicious glutinous rice ji (dialect name, I don't know how to write that word), smooth and tender bean curd, golden fried dough sticks and delicious and warm wonton in a row of wooden shed breakfast shops next to the school.

The cool white sugar popsicles in the school popsicle factory and the plump fresh meat buns that the canteen competes for every day;

In the canteen, there are colorful candies with different patterns (I used to save a lot of wrapping paper for candies), and I carry baskets to sell my aunt's homemade hot sauce, fried melon seeds and hairy chestnuts for ten cents.

There are also bags of instant noodles cooked in the kitchen with Hongbao after self-study.

In the years of "expressing sorrow for the sake of writing new words", they have comforted me from body to mind, and filled my depressed and boring middle school days with vivid and happy flavor.

Hongbao and I are gettjiang deeper and deeper qing the experience of eating again and again, and the Kofunagoshi of friendship has become more and more stable.

My first love filled my youth with bright sadness, and everything blurred its original appearance as the years passed.

I only remember a big bag of snacks he sent me during my internship, and when I ate my favorite wonton with him, he helped me soak the fried dough sticks in the soup carefully.

Love has lost its former brilliance, and only the aroma of delicious food remains in the memory for a long time.

When I entered my married life, my daily conversation with my husband was nothing more than daily necessities.

The most talked about is:

Eating has become the most important part of life, and people often use "food is the most important thing" to comfort themselves to enjoy the pleasure and satisfaction brought by food with peace of mind.

I've read the phrase "appetite is a deeper sexual desire" somewhere, but I don't think it makes sense at all after silence.

The sensory experience brought by delicious food can often comfort your emptiness to the greatest extent. When the taste buds are filled, your body and mind stretch a little, and you can appreciate a taste called little happiness in the life of chicken feathers.

The two kids are genuine snacks, especially the daughter, who has a passionate pursuit of food.

Her impatient expression when facing food often reminds me of hungry wolves. When she eats, her eyes are wide open and her expression of devotion will make you unconsciously infected, seduced, full of saliva and hungry.

Every time I go out to play with two guys, their first concern is whether there is good food there. All the local specialty snacks must be tasted, and the delicacy of the snacks determines their satisfaction with the place.

Usually, what they often ask me is:

Their worship of delicious food has completely turned me into a cook, and I spend all day thinking about what to eat to get rid of their picky mouths. Just like obsessive-compulsive disorder, when you eat delicious food outside, you will ponder its practice and try it at home.

Turn on the tap, meet the impact of water happily, soak the ingredients in the water, and have a grand bath. Change them into slices, dice, silk, or pieces, oil them, put them in the pot, fry them and cook them. In the rising fragrance and the impatient urging of the little guy, the mood becomes quiet and peaceful, and happiness seems to become real and tangible.

under the spur of the whole family, my cooking has also improved a lot unconsciously. Our parents and children spend a lot of time talking about food, on the way to eat or cooking together.

I often feel that it is the most solemn ceremony in a day for a family to sit around and eat. In simple and delicious home cooking, the warmth and affection of home are in the gossip.

The ancients once said, "eat drink man woman, people have great desires." Writer Bi Shumin also said: "Among all human organs, taste is the oldest archive." Food for people not only fills the stomach, satisfies the taste buds and nourishes the body, but also seals up more memories about life.

when you are happy, you will be rewarded, while when you are in pain, you will be comforted. About three or five friends get together, eating is lively, laughing and angry, bickering and teasing, taste is taste, and love is used; When you are alone, eating is quiet, filling your body and healing your mind.

love yourself, starting with enjoying delicious food. Life is short, savor all kinds of ups and downs of life carefully, make the memory of life more full, and live up to yourself.