Childhood taste

I vaguely remember the small pudding of 5 cents when I was a child. It was cold and cold, sweet and full of a milky fragrance. Every summer, when the kindergarten is out of school, I will wrap my grandmother and let her buy one for me. This feeling on the tip of the tongue is always accompanied by the middle class. During the big class, our family also came to Hangzhou because of the work of the mother. Compared with my original small county, how busy Hangzhou is, the tall buildings are row upon row, the neon lights are shining beautifully, the evening is like white, and of course the change is more food. In this city, as long as you want to get it at home and abroad, it seems that there is no such a five-corner ice lol called too cheap...

To this day, the little pudding of 5 cents I have never touched, and occasionally passing through some small shops to look for it, I am always disappointed. Yeah, the ice cream is getting better and better now, what Haagen-Dazs is, the mouth is loved, the flowers are green, the taste is good, but the price is not flattering, like Haagen-Dazs, a small ice cream ball More than 30 pieces are needed. The taste of childhood seems to be far away from me because of the change in the price of ice cream, but why the milk fragrance has always lingered in my heart, and has not left for a long time.

Just a few days ago, I walked in the community park, dried up, and ran into the community store. The boss is a middle-aged and harmonious woman. When I entered, she shouted to me loudly: "Little girl, we have a new popsicle in our store. I haven't heard of the name. I remember, it was when I was a child. Very fond of eating, called 'big pudding'..."

"Big pudding?" I was hit by this familiar and unfamiliar name. I didn't hear the words behind the store owner, but I didn't know why.

"Auntie, I want one!"

"Well, come, one dollar!" After paying the money, I ripped the package and immediately stuffed it into my mouth. Well, the taste is still so familiar, I can't speak for a while. However, my eyes are dimmed again. In the end, it is different. The big pudding is a big pudding. The little pudding is a small pudding. No matter how you deny it, it is like that. Just like my childhood, I will never return. Now, how to summon, can't come back...

After the summer vacation, I really became a national student. Looking back at the road that I have come in for thirteen years, I laughed sillyly. Yes, people always grow up, just as you can't stop the passage of time...

Sixth grade: Wang Jinming