Text/Xiao Xiao If you like someone but don’t have the courage to confess, then make an appointment for a meal first. People who are willing to have dinner with you and are not reserved when eating are probably willing to date you.

To be even more ruthless, even if you still like her despite having hot pot and tears and runny nose, that is true love.

When I was in junior high school, I had 15-20 yuan a week to buy food.

The daily cost is 3-4 yuan, breakfast is 50 cents, lunch is 1 yuan, dinner is 1 yuan, and midnight snack is 1 yuan or 50 cents.

Jin's sticky rice, fried steamed buns and rice noodles are all delicious.

For lunch and dinner, I just take a bowl, put rice on it, cover it with vegetables, squat in the corner, and start eating.

What I, Xiaxia, Huahua, Xiaobai, Xiaohei, Xiaocao, and Xiaoguo love most is not the corner. I remember we like to eat next to the ditch. What a habit!

There was absolutely no reason to eat alone at that time.

Even on the weekend, Xiao Wanhong, Yang Jing, and Ding Lin were invited to have dinner at the restaurant with a TV on Qishe Street.

When there was no money to go out to eat, everyone in the dormitory bought chicken drumsticks made of flour or instant noodles, soaked them in cold water, and ate them together.

Although it sounds sad, everyone thought it was delicious at that time.

Maybe it’s because I don’t have much chance to eat other snacks, so I think these are the best.

Perhaps, because I am with you, I feel that no matter what I eat, it is the best.

In the evening, after studying until one, two or three o'clock at night, Xia Xia, Xiao Cao and I would go to Jin's house to eat a bowl of noodles or buy a fried steamed bun and gnaw it back to the dormitory.

As for Xiaocao, he took his tape recorder and played songs by Shuimunianhua or Xu Yuteng, walking under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and on the dark playground, still refusing to go to sleep.

In fact, if you think about how hard these people worked at that time, it’s really not true.

On Saturdays and Sundays, everyone who comes home has to do farm work all day long.

I'm so tired that I dozed off on Monday, so I'll go to class on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. I'll also play all night long, and occasionally memorize a few words and write a few exercises.

I’m looking forward to going home on Friday and have no intention of studying!

I would go to someone’s house on Saturdays and Sundays, walk, sometimes even late at night on the streets of Qishe, the streets of Leshang, the streets of Pengcha, and the alleys of Lukan, walking, making noises, being afraid of ghosts, and screaming.

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It’s hard work for my aunt to prepare a big table of rice to entertain us hungry wolves.

When we were eating, we talked about the classmates in the class, who was weird, who didn't talk, who was slovenly, and who was lovable. We also talked about the teachers, who was fierce, who was cruel, who was really buried, who really cared about us,

They just teach; they also chat about gossip, who is with whom again, who breaks up again, who is suitable for whom, who is with whom and the sadness of the love triangle; and they also talk about naughty, who goes out to burn potatoes again at night, and who

When I went to the back mountain to pick pears, I broke the immature plums.

Eating with friends is a very happy thing.

When I entered high school, I was impressed by the food in the cafeteria.

From Monday to Saturday, there are different delicacies every day, sweet and sour pork ribs, green pepper chicken, steamed eggs, potato beef, and the unlimited supply of chili, which is also very delicious. I can eat a pure chili bibimbap without vegetables.

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I can eat one of those dinner plates from No. 8 Middle School!

Every time, as soon as the bell rang, the two students in the liberal arts class would pounce like hungry wolves, and the students in the science class would hear the banging sound in the corridor, and a gust of wind would pass by.

When queuing up in the cafeteria, there are always people cutting in the queue. Then we also say, "I didn't expect that, I didn't expect that people from several classes would also jump in the queue!"

In fact, we have also jumped in line.

Sometimes they are busy going to the toilet, so let them go first and I will be there later.

It has also been said several times by others.

My ex-wife Juanzi and I finished our meals in a hurry and went to our usual places to read, such as the moon pool, the grove, the stone steps behind the gymnasium, and the lawn behind the teaching building.

A good school is valuable because it has a place for you to read books.

When I was in No. 8 Middle School, eating was always in a hurry.

In the morning, I finished my exercise and run early and was busy eating and going to study in the morning.

At noon, I was busy eating and taking a lunch break.

In the evening, I was busy reading and reading.

In the rush, I still remember the taste of the food, I still remember the way everyone used spoons to grind the flour into the rice, I still remember the mottled look of the oily soup on the white school uniforms, and I still remember everyone’s running footsteps.

Many years later, maybe you won't remember my name or the stories between us, but I will still remember the meals I had with you.

The food at Hainan University is pretty good.

There are many choices, halal, one meal, two meals, three meals and four meals, oh, let’s not talk about four meals. I’ve eaten here no more than twenty times in the past few years. There are also various noodles and spicy Malatang.

, barbecue rice, pork knuckle rice, etc. If you don’t want to eat from this place, you can go to that place.

However, there are always a few days every year when the thought of eating gives me a headache and I don’t know what to eat. Faced with this kind of three major problems in life, there is simply no solution. What to eat in the morning, what to eat at noon, and what to eat in the evening?

At times like this, I would call my parents and tell them that I wanted to eat home food.

In fact, homesickness is not only about friends, family and relatives, but also about the food of hometown.

After crossing mountains and rivers, eating a meal from your hometown can bring back countless memories, passing through your taste buds and flowing in your heart.

In our dormitory, we do everything together, take classes, eat, go to the library, and go shopping.