In that distant era, the taste buds of childhood were filled with these wild fruits. Years have passed, and the places that once left our childhood laughter in the fields or mountains are now scarce or have "disappeared". These fruits, childhood life is like a picture scroll, showing in front of you. The taste of memory quietly disappeared, leaving only a faint nostalgia.
When I was a child, the tomatoes in the village were our favorite. The sand is juicy and too delicious. But nowadays, the tomatoes sold in the supermarket are not the same as when they were children. I remember one time, at my cousin's house in the countryside, I ate tomatoes from her garden, and they were indeed the same as before, delicious. But now, in order to achieve high yields, chemical reddens have wiped out the original taste. Cucumbers when I was a child are also part of the fond memories. The fragrance fills the air, but today's cucumbers have lost their original taste. The vegetables in the vegetable market seem to be fresh, but in fact they have lost the taste of childhood, as if people's lives have also lost their original innocence.
When I was a child, I put home-grown vegetable melons on the cold noodles in summer, and the taste of sesame paste, garlic paste, and vinegar was a carnival for the taste buds. But these days, such a taste can only exist in memories.
When I was a child, the golden bell, also known as the leper grape, was our favorite. The delicacy of red lady melon seems to be frozen in those distant years. Today, it's hard to find. Sweet poles, when I was a child, were our favorite snack. The fingers cut a deep wound, and the blood and sweetness mixed together, which was the most special taste at that time. Nowadays, however, it is difficult to taste that taste anymore.
Wild sweet potato, a sweet memory of childhood. The ripe wild sweet potatoes are surrounded by aroma and are a summer delicacy. But in reality, it is difficult for us to find wild sweet potatoes again. There are also black bubbles, when I was a child, my friends always played happily around them, looking for the sweet delicacy inside. But now, it seems that all the good things are far away from us. Chicken legs, a snack when I was a child, the sweet taste seems to still linger in my mouth. But now, the sound of the chicken pulling its legs has long been inaudible, and only the taste of memories remains.
As the years passed, these delicious fruits seemed to pass away with time. What used to be a taste is now hard to find. The laughter of childhood can only be found in memories now. Perhaps, this is the change of life, the taste of time taken away. But no matter what, those good memories will always leave traces in my heart.