Next to the railway on the small island, there is a Qinhuang alley on the seaside, which has the most smell of fireworks in the world and comforts the atmosphere with delicious food.

I have a unique feeling for this kind of street food. When I was in school, there was a snack street across from Yanda. That was where my roommates and I went every night to check in. We left the taste behind I went to the grilled squid stall, put my memories in my graduation backpack, and kept my youth in my four years of college life. People use mixed flavors to describe life, because they understand that taste is the nostalgia in the heart of each of us, so every time I see this kind of snack street, I seem to be back in those rushing years.

If breakfast is the life of a city, then the alleys at night are the soul of the island. There are huge crowds of people and a lot of people. Try this delicacy and forget all the worries of life. The boiling oil and strong fire in the open air, deep-burning iron pots, and fragrant street snacks are cooked, which also arouses our yearning for a better life. Stewed with slow fire, fried with strong fire, we condense the sweetness, bitterness, and spicyness of life on the tip of our tongues, turning them into flavors and creating sparks when they collide.

All kinds of things in life, fireworks in alleys