The moon in the Mid -Autumn Festival is still the moon, but the moon cake is not what it looks like that year

"The Mid -Autumn Festival, so far, stayed at the tip of the tongue."

Every Mid -Autumn Festival, I think of eating moon cakes. I do n’t know if it ’s too rare or too poor. Although there is only a corner of one corner, it is the happiest person to eat a moon cake after Mid -Autumn Festival. The moon cakes of that era were made by hand workshops. The workmanship was relatively rough, but the materials were real. For flour and sugar. Words. One moon cake is at hand, and the brothers and sisters are around the table. First, look at the red chapters of the oil paper bag carefully. The oil paper is painted with simple patterns such as "Chang'e to the moon". Then carefully folded the oil paper, an osmanthus fragrance overflowed, quickly closed his eyes, sucked deeply, for fear that the fragrance would go away, and he was worried that others would suck more. Later Zheng Nai Xiang still bouncing on his heart.

With the increase of the age, there are more places to walk. From mountain villages to cities, the moon cakes they have eaten are also different, and there are many. At first trial, the taste that could not be spoken was sometimes greasy, sometimes the egg yolk sweeping the mouth, a bad hand. The most expensive moon cakes are sold for dozens of pieces. No matter what, there are fewer flavors of moon cakes in my memory, so natural natural flavor. In fact, if you think about it carefully, although you eat so simple in childhood, you still look forward to the arrival of the Mid -Autumn Festival, and look forward to the Mid -Autumn Festival moon cake with seasonal colors.

There are more and more types of moon cakes, but the taste of childhood memory is missing. (Source: Yiyang Lao Ning)

Every Mid -Autumn Festival is approaching. After the family gathered together for dinner, the mother took out the moon cake out. The six sisters and sisters were one person, one person, and a peanut and candy in their pockets. I often run towards the sun in the village. Many small partners have already gathered on the Guaogu Field. Everyone takes out their moon cakes and send them in a small mouthful. After all, they only eat one a year in the poor days. Some friends are wondering with other people's homes and propose to "share", so sometimes you eat a small piece of my house. I taste your family, and the taste seems to be really different.

After eating moon cakes, we started playing with hiding, hawks to catch chicks, and caught a lot of games. No light, the large and round bright moon in the sky is a lamp given to us by heaven. It illuminates the laughter and happiness according to the mountains and rivers, the jungle and the curved mountain road. The haystacks next to the Gugu Farm and the surrounding woods are our excellent hidden props. Everyone is making trouble, chasing, drilling, running east and west.

The parents gathered under the old oil seed trees at the entrance of the village, chatting, drinking tea, smoking, and wine. "Repairing water conservancy" has nothing to do with children anyway. Under the eaves is another world, and the mother and daughter -in -law gathered aside, while talking about the parents short, the Dongjiamao no milk, when the old pig's mother -in -law was cub; The wool and white collar; from time to time, the girl should be looking for someone. The baby is the baby, making the girl blushing, bowing her head, no voice. The flying needle is directed on the hand, and the insoles embroidered the words or patterns of "Flower Moon" and "Moisturizing Water" on the insoles.

The night was getting stronger, and the parents greeted their children home. The lively sun was suddenly deserted, and the village gradually became quiet, but occasionally a few dog barks. At this time, Yuehui seemed to be more generous, hung in Zhongtian, a thousand miles, and followed the mountain village to illuminate the dream town.

Now staying in the city, my hometown has become my hometown, and many beautiful things have become the past in memory. "The ancients didn't see this month, and this month was based on the ancients." Mid -Autumn Festival is still the Mid -Autumn Festival, the moon is still the moon. Walking on the street, there are more mooncake -style styles, and the packaging is even more delicious. My daughter knows that I like to eat "old moon cakes", "old popsicles" and "old cakes". Every year, I always find a master of oil moon cakes in Mid -Autumn Festival. I buy eight or nine top ten and let me taste "old flavor". Make a cup of ginger salt tea every night, sit in front of the TV, and watch the show while eating moon cakes.

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