Taste of winter

The temperature drops sharply in winter, and human sense organs seem to be frozen, leaving only the tongue protected by the lips to escape, savoring the unique taste of winter alone.

Ice cream has withdrawn from the stage of history, and only candied haws bring a touch of sweetness to winter. After the extracurricular work in the evening, I sat in the back seat of my mother's electric car. While waiting for the traffic lights, I caught a glimpse of a bunch of candied haws in the window of the opposite shop. The warm yellow light hit the red hawthorns wrapped in crystal sugar, which made people swallow. "Mom, I want to eat candied haws!" Mom bought the candied haws back soon. I first eat some rock candy next to me, then bite a bite of hawthorn in my mouth, wait for the sugar water to flow down, and then "cock" the hawthorn into pieces. The sweetness of rock candy and the bitterness of hawthorn suddenly collide between the taste buds. It seems that only with the cold winter breeze can you taste the true deliciousness of rock candied haws. "Mom, come here too." Mom laughed, "You eat yourself, slow down, and be careful to get stuck by the bamboo sticks." The bright red candied haws add a bright color to the dark and deep night, and I bend Corners of the mouth.

Winter without Mala Tang must be incomplete. In the small shop, the air is scorching hot, the air is filled with the scent of spicy hot, and a low table can squeeze several people. The core dish in Mala Tang must be lettuce covered with chili. While it’s hot, put the lettuce in your mouth. The spicy is like a raging fire, stimulating every taste bud, reaching the throat, and then the numbness of pepper. , It counts until the whole tongue loses sensation. Every time I finish eating, I always sweat, and I don’t feel chill in the cold winter.

Every winter, there is always warm mutton soup in the food that the whole family eats together. Because my father said that after drinking mutton soup, he would not feel cold all winter. The mutton soup from the pot is rich and delicious, without mutton smell, white as jade, and thick like milk. There are emerald green onions and leaf-shaped coriander. Youxingzi lay scattered in every corner. Of course, what is essential is the essence of mutton soup-mutton. Different shapes, fat and thin mutton floating on the soup, big chunks, and a little oily. It's especially tempting to watch under the light. The noodles under the soup are chewy, and they are served together with the lamb soup. Take another sip of the soup without any seasonings. After drinking, the pores all over the body were opened. I don't know if Dad's words worked. After drinking a few bowls of mutton soup, the winter is really not so cold.

The memories of a winter are filled with various delicacies. The taste of winter is not only sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, but also unique and beautiful in the world of fireworks.