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Echo

Tuesday, February 23, 2021 Sunny (freelance writing)

The aftertaste makes me think of the fragrance of lips and teeth, and the aftertaste is endless.

What's so delicious about it?

The memories are the spring when I was there, and I went to dig wild vegetables with my mother-in-law, mother,and brothers and sisters. The wind and the sun are beautiful, the bees and butterflies are flying, the cauliflower is fragrant, the partners are playing, laughing and laughing, and the beauty is breathtaking.

The aftertaste is the summer of childhood, when the cattle come home, stand there and observe the mouth of the cattle constantly chewing and chewing, curious about what it eats, so fragrant. Later, I learned that this is called rumination, and cattle have three stomachs, which need to be digested and absorbed a little. Looking at it is not impatient and leisurely taste, I feel that the cow is good and tasteful.

The aftertaste is the autumn of childhood, the sky is high and the clouds are light and the wind is clear, the air is wafting with the taste of harvest, grinning bearded corn, heavy and hanging ears of grain, cotton with white flowers, sweet potatoes, fragrant peanuts, and red persimmons, fragrant apples, crisp pears... The most beautiful thing is to go with my cousin to pick wild sour dates, big and small, long round, sweet and sour, crisp, delicious. I always picked more and took it to the school to share it with my classmates.

Echo

The aftertaste is the winter of childhood, my mother put it by the fire and gave us roasted peanuts, walnuts, persimmon cakes, and even burned noodles and scallions. Although they were all tooth-beating rituals, they were rare delicacies at the time. When eating, naturally it is not willing to swallow, always chew slowly and taste carefully.

Aftertaste, taste that taste, sweet and sour, bitter, spicy and salty, are all good tastes.

The aftertaste is easy to make people fall, and if you think about it, you will have something to gain.

A person's one thing and one thing, only patient taste, can truly understand, know its true taste, to achieve recognition and disapproval.

Aftertaste, rational thinking, but also emotional tasting, a lot of fun.

When reminiscing, it must be a time when there is leisure and money, carefree, unrestrained, and free.

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Aftertaste, you can listen to a song, hum in your ears, immerse yourself in the mood of the lyrics.

Aftertaste, you can eat a piece of candy, suck in the mouth, sink into the sweet taste.

Aftertaste, you can read a novel, cut in your eyes, and break into the scene of that story.

Aftertaste, you can write a text, feel happy in your heart, and invest in the release of that emotion.

Aftertaste, you can float in your head on a piece of clothing, and fall into the thought of missing.

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Aftertaste, a trace of a thread a piece of image, to evoke the corner of the curtain of that memory, you can.

Aftertaste, get there, look at it, say a word, stay for a while, stay a few steps, enough.

Aftertaste, I can't say clearly. This taste has to be tasted slowly by yourself...