In everyone's memory, there will always be a boy who may have amazed the time or gentle the years. Even if he is no longer by your side, he will always leave memories of time in you.

In everyone's memory, there will always be a boy who may have amazed the time or gentle the years. Even if he is no longer by your side, he will always leave memories of time in you. After years, you will always think of him at some point...

The other day I read "Have a good meal with you" and was moved by Su Kelan, a "worker" in the workplace. No matter how busy or how difficult life is, Everyone has to prepare a good meal for themselves. Only after eating can you have the energy to face tomorrow's life.

I agree with her point of view, "The purpose of working in is to make life better, not to make work the whole life of oneself" . So in her eyes, eating is an important and ritual-like element of life. Even after her father passed away, she cherished the opportunity to have supper with her sick mother. In the workplace, she often prepares supper and snacks for her colleagues.

But I haven't had a good meal for a long time. I like radio and dubbing. After get off work, I go to make my favorite radio station. I only realize that I haven't had dinner at night. I went to work early in the morning and had breakfast fooled me. .

I suddenly remembered the boy who made me "eat well". In my memory, the car bell rings, the warm soybean milk with soy milk... and the sentence "I must have not eaten yet!"

Li Xiang and I are the same deskmates, both in elementary and junior high school, and our family is only separated. A street. From childhood to adulthood, he has been someone else's child, with good academic studies, good personality and good family background. I am different. I am a normal student, but I like to read novels. I secretly hide in the quilt every night, and I always hurried to school with two dark circles the next day.

Once I rushed too fast and had low blood sugar. I lay on the table all morning. As a result, the next day, when I arrived at school, there were two pork buns and warm soy milk under the table. He said, "By the way, go out to eat quickly, the old class is coming soon." He gained the gaze of my benefactor, and from then on he will be my brother.

Since then, breakfast has continued until the end of the high school entrance examination. Li Xiang went to the best high school in the city, and I was still a few points away from the high school entrance examination line. Under the careful gaze of my parents, I decided to learn from my mistakes, threw away all the novels, and went back to repeat the reading with the box.

The days when I repeat the school, I felt very stressed. I felt that I had suddenly grown up overnight. People of the same class as me were already in my happy school, but I didn’t have much confidence in repeating the school. My parents’ eyes and academic pressure. , always keeping myself out of breath. I often call my "brother" and cry to him. He always cheers me up and tells me to have a good meal.

A year passed quickly. I was glad that I did well in the exam. Although I didn’t go to his place, I still went to a group of good high schools. Where, I met a new deskmate and made new friends. As my studies are heavy, I gradually lose contact with Li Xiang.

"Eat well" habits after work, but may be influenced by him, I have become more interested in cooking, and I like to buy the ingredients I like to spend an hour or two when I am free. , make delicious food. After eating this meal, I feel that my fatigue for the whole day has been cured.

I even thought that my husband may not be a romantic person in the future and may not buy flowers and give me gifts often, but he must know how to cook.

We will go to the market together, pick fresh vegetables and fruits, and buy pork ribs and beef that are just as fat and thin. When he is at home, he will also study new dishes, and repeatedly study trial and error until he is satisfied with the taste, and then make it for me to eat. I will send a message to tell me when I am about to get off work: I will tell me after work that I will get ready...

I always feel that visiting the kitchen and watching the dishes rolling in the pot is the most common and capable of everyday life. Something that is warm and fragrant.

Even if it's just a pot of noodles and throw away two small rapeseed trees; or steam a bowl of egg custard , and then drop a few drops of soy sauce and sesame oil...

Don't like salt, just add a few grains of salt. If your stomach is not good enough, then Add less oil.

Take a bite and you can immerse yourself in a gentle mood that is enough to heal yourself.

There is a saying that three-inch kitchen is a paradise on earth;

I feel that this small piece of world is the last fortress of happiness.

"Eat well" is given a lot of meaning by people; to relieve sorrow, enjoy life, cherish the present...

People who are hidden in the kitchen fireworks know more than anyone else how to survive; is not sad, not weak , not to lose our decent

Maybe we are all busy rushing, so we are in a hurry and have no time to eat every meal;

Maybe we have forgotten the biggest and simplest sense of happiness, which comes from eating, wearing, and having a good sleep Dream.

If possible, I hope you will only eat the sweetness and not the hardships.

If life is right, I want you to know; porridge, meat, vegetables, soup, rice, noodles, all of which are better than coffee and alcohol can cure you tossing and turning .

wish you all, Mid-Autumn Festival , the full moon and the more round people!

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