Every year my parents slaughter several roosters they raised, use chicken dan to make pulp and fry piece by piece, make a pot of yellow noodle chicken, and every time I eat the yellow noodle chicken made by my parents, the taste is completely different from the white stripe chicken bought in the market (it grows into four or five pounds in forty days). I think that every year I eat the old mother's rice cake made of golden silk dates and glutinous rice, and when I eat it, I think of the taste of childhood and the good memories of childhood, unforgettable memories of childhood and the taste of the New Year, which will be unforgettable for a lifetime. Although I now live a good life and my material level has entered a well-off life, I always feel that there is something missing during the New Year, I think it may be the taste of childhood and New Year.
