This afternoon, I bought a cup of my favorite watermelon fruit tea, raw coconut watermelon milk tea from Cha Momodo , then hurried home, sat by the window, looking at the scorching sun outside, I turned on the air conditioner and adjusted the temperature , close the windows and doors, then turn on the phone, put on the headphones, and prepare to wander in the long river of time - learn about the general history of China. With the heavy and steady sound in the headphones, I took a sip of the raw coconut watermelon milk tea in my hand, eh, inexplicable It tastes good, fresh and sweet, crispy and chewy. Smelling this familiar sweet smell, I got distracted for no reason and recalled many, many summers, bare feet, gurgling creeks, lazy kittens, The watermelon grains in the corner of her mouth, the sweat on her forehead, her loving smile and the futon fan in her hand...
When she came back to her senses, she suddenly wanted to eat her fried potato cakes, her boiled porridge, and she remembered , she told me with a happy face that our watermelon has grown up and will be ready to eat in two days...
looked up at the window again, blue sky and white clouds, clear sky, I hope grandma, you will be well in the sky, I have learned how to fry hash browns, they are more delicious than yours...
