? The old saying is very reasonable: people are iron rice and steel, and they are hungry without a meal! The story of the struggle in the fireworks is not as simple as that in the film and television drama. When the sea cucumber and squid are tired of eating, they sometimes get upset. However, eating simple tea and light rice not only nourishes people, but also nourishes the stomach.
? When you meet a city, you must start with three meals a day in the city and shuttle through the streets in the morning to find those fried bags hidden in the depths of time; At noon, order an oily noodle, an old garlic noodle and steaming meat noodle soup in the fly restaurant, and have a drink, not to mention how beautiful it is; Life in the evening is the beginning of the day. The sound of bottles and jars full of rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea is like a Tchaikovsky symphony, which makes the fireworks more and more human.
? The morning market of a city is the place with the strongest breath of life in a day. At 6 o'clock in the morning, the working people began to make their beds busily, while the well-off aunts and grandfathers pulled carts with the hands of buying laundry detergent as gifts, and asked how much the cabbage in this family was, how much the beans in that family were sold, the noise of bargaining, and the shouts of vendors smelled of unique dialects in various places, but they were ordinary but grounded. Fresh fruits and vegetables, grapes and apples in season look very distressed from a distance, not to mention being placed in this morning market with a strong smell of fireworks.
At nine o'clock in the morning, the morning market heard a series of harsh whistles, and the vendors who had just shouted loudly instantly raised their shouts by a few more segments, and the greetings came one after another to set off a new climax in the morning market. The aunts who were ready to pick up the leak took the opportunity to make a new abacus, and the bargaining power was even more cruel than before. While refusing to make a move, vendors have to be wary of the market manager wearing a red armband and blowing a long whistle urging him to close the stall early.
Generally speaking, in this case, the aunts who have picked up the leaks are sure to win, and the vendors are looking forward to selling out the fruits and vegetables they have on hand so that they can go to the wholesale market to buy more valuable fruits and vegetables; After all, the Spring Festival is coming soon, and people are looking forward to and willing to spend a lot of money to buy something fresh that they don't give up on weekdays.
The fireworks in this street only died down at ten o'clock when the sun climbed on the treetops. The morning market, which was noisy a few minutes ago, was suddenly cleaned up by vendors, just like Xu Zhimo's sensational farewell to Cambridge, and I left quietly, just as I came quietly; I waved my sleeve without taking away a cloud. In my opinion, this poem needs to be changed: I wave a broom without leaving a leaf.
In the noisy city, people dressed in beautiful clothes finally put down their busy chores and mumbled their bellies, only then did they enjoy a cool cup of irrigation, and then they suddenly remembered the smell of fireworks at home.
? The fireworks in this street often turn ordinary days into poems. Every day, a dish, a porridge, a tea, a song and a greeting are trivial things in life. One look can express one's intention, and one action can clear one's mind.
The fireworks in this town, along with the heat of the blue flame of natural gas, make the soybean oil in the oil pot give off the delicious taste of the town. The rich atmosphere of fireworks is getting deeper and deeper in the kitchen; Having enough to eat and drink is a new beginning.