There is saltiness in sweetness and sweetness in saltiness, which is a portrayal of life.

The scenery that is "ignored" can wait, but the people who are "ignored" can't stand it!

Many dangers in the world are hidden in people and things with perfect appearance, without any trace.

Sweet and salty life

Eating as a child is "sweet and salty".

Drink tea and coffee, a small cup, but three tablespoons of condensed milk; Cook red bean soup and mung bean soup, and pour a spoonful of sugar into it without thinking.

Every bite is like pouring liquid sugar into your throat.

When eating, no matter what you see, you should pour a circle of soy sauce on it like a salute. Sometimes, it's not enough. Soy sauce is mixed with a pinch of salt.

Every bite seems to be chewing the salty salt that makes the taste buds tremble.

Sweet, sour, salty and spicy, giving full play to the spirit of the "death squad".

For people, it's all the same: great love and great hate. If you like it in your heart, you feel that the other person is perfect and impeccable; I hate it in my heart. I feel that the shortcomings of the other party are a dime a dozen and useless. In those young days, I don't want to hide the feeling of "self-righteousness", and I often "accidentally hurt my good man" unconsciously.

Slowly, people reach middle age.

Health awareness is improved, and diet tastes change. Greatly reduce the intake of sugar and salt, and take "slightly sweet" and "slightly salty" as the standard for cooking food. I used to hate those sweet and unclear foods, such as sweet and sour pork, mango duck, chicken with honey sauce and so on. Now, however, I have not only accepted it, but also come to like it-there is salt in sweetness and sweetness in saltiness, which is a portrayal of life!

Great love and great hatred should only belong to the stage. Real life should be more tolerant and have more room to turn around. Although I am far from reaching the realm of "no resentment, no anger and no hate", at least I understand that there is a "golden mean" between "great love" and "great hate".

I am willing to continue to sincerely accept the teachings of the years.

despise

A foreign friend who stayed in Singapore for two weeks talked about Singapore's attractions, including several treasures, at a farewell dinner. Tang Cheng, Tiger and Leopard Mountain Villa, Bird Garden, Botanical Garden, Central Park, Fancliffe Aquarium: Anxing Mansion with a population of 100,000, Pujue Temple in Guangming Mountain, Shuanglin Temple, Tianfu Palace, Crocodile Garden, Zoo, Sentosa, Wubin Island, St. John Island, Turtle Island, Zhongshan Circle, Peace Monument, etc. , are printed with his clear footprints.

I listened quietly, and the more I listened, the more ashamed I felt.

I have never been able to describe many places of interest and many islands he described with great interest.

It is not that there is no curiosity to search and explore, just because these places of interest are close at hand, as safe and secure as things held in the palm of your hand. I always think: I can't fly away, what's the hurry! This is unconsciously day after day, year after year. The place is getting old and people have never printed their footprints. Worst of all; Don't go, don't look, and there is no feeling of regret in my heart.

Recently, I read a collection of essays by Shanghai woman writer Cha Zhihua, "Essays without China", in which there was a passage that hit me hard like a drum hammer:

"People have a strong interest in visiting a newly arrived city, but they often inadvertently underestimate and ignore this place where they have lived for several years and decades, so some people write poems saying that familiar places have no scenery."

Look down upon, ignore.

Yes, yes, I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, just because people in Lushan Mountain are indifferent to its grandeur.

The scenery that has been "ignored" can wait-even after ten or eight years, the scenery is still charming. But ... if you are ignored. It's a gift. This gift. Can't wait!

Wine and people

Friendship is like wine.

A dishonest casual acquaintance with a sweet heart is like fruit wine.

Cherry wine, cider, orange juice wine, apricot wine and pear wine are all colorful and loved by everyone. However, fruit wine can only be sipped lightly, not drunk excessively. If you drink too much, its boring sweetness will stay in your throat, making it more difficult to go and stay.

A friend of a gentleman is like rice wine.

The wine tastes faint, as if there is nothing. Neither intoxicating nor boring. It won't make you addicted, and you will never be crazy about it. However, in a breezy afternoon, you will inadvertently think of it. Pour a cup of rice wine with a plate of peanuts and you can have a good time. On a stormy night, a drink can also block the coming depression.

Little friends are like coconut wine.

The smell of wine is very strong, and the smell of alcohol is very strong. After drinking for a while, I got drunk and vomited in various colors. When I wake up the next day, I always have a splitting headache, and I feel regretful in disappointment.

Where's the wine Like a bosom friend, friendship lasts forever.

Full-bodied and sweet, the wine tastes meaningful. Red wine like agate and white wine like crystal are all "fine products" of friendship. The older the wine, the better it tastes. Drink and love; Read it when you're not drinking. It will never make you drunk, but it will make you dream of it in a little tipsy.

Can help you make a difference between life and death, just like the Millennium medicinal liquor brewed by Ganoderma lucidum.

Such wine is rare in the world; Whether we can meet depends on fate. Unplug the bottle cap and the wine smells good; Take a sip, and the wine will be meaningful. Regular drinking can strengthen the body and eliminate all diseases.

If the whole world clearly knows what wine is in their glasses, then it is very regrettable that people lose their manners after drinking: people often mistake coconut wine for wine, and after drinking it, they are only conceited. What's even more frightening is that some people deliberately "bottle B wine", and some people accidentally drank it and were injured by bad wine. It is too late. Therefore, before raising a glass, you should open your eyes and recognize the trademark; Be alert when sipping lightly, and carefully distinguish the taste of wine!

Sweet zongzi

At the Spring Festival dinner hosted by Singapore Literature and Art Association, I sat at the same table with Mr. Zhang Hui.

When eating shark fin, I was surprised to see him scoop up a spoonful of Chili sauce, pour it into a bowl and eat it with shark fin. Soon after, I got a roast chicken and saw him soak the whole chicken in Chili sauce, which was dripping into his mouth. When I was secretly frightened, I couldn't help thinking: When dessert Ma Tilu comes to the table later, I wonder if Mr. Zhang Hui will also scoop a spoonful of Chili sauce to eat?

Different family backgrounds often lead to different eating habits.

I remember the first time I went to Ipoh with my newlywed husband. It was the Dragon Boat Festival, and my mother-in-law brought me hot zongzi. She made fried dumplings with mushrooms, pork, chestnuts and shrimp, which were delicious and famous. Before I got married at home, I was used to my mother's way of eating all kinds of zongzi with sugar, so at this moment, I did not hesitate to pour sugar on zongzi. A room full of people, watching like fools. For a long time, all kinds of wisecracks poured in, laughing and cursing, and everyone thought that my way of eating was tantamount to "wasting things." When eating, I saw my mother-in-law put the originally sweet and crisp cucumber into the soup to cook. I also look straight-in my family, cucumbers are always only used for pickling or eating raw.

It is precisely because my husband and I come from different families that our eating habits are very different. He can't stand the smell of fermented bean curd; As for me, I hate the monotony of cutting meat.

We seek survival in differences, security in existence and never assimilation. However, the strange thing is that over time, there will always be a subtle influence on one side. For example, fried chicken with fermented bean curd is my husband's favorite dish at present. I think sliced meat dipped in shrimp sauce is delicious!

So is culture. Let different races in the same country shine in culture, which is the healthy way to survive. Forced kneading of noodles is tantamount to encouraging diners to sprinkle pepper and sugar on zongzi. Gnome male-"Gnome male-",the spicy and sweet taste, imagine it yourself!

tyre

Two months ago, I sent my car to the garage for a routine inspection.

The maintenance of the car is not germanium, which is nothing serious, but the inspector thinks that the four tires of my car are "over age" and suggests that I go to the tire shop to replace them.

When I got home, I looked at the tires carefully. Gee, everything is fine. The pattern on the tire is detailed and clear, and there is no trace of wear at all. Knock hard with your hands, firm and elastic.

So the inspector's words went in one ear and out the other.

The rainy season is coming.

One day, the car was driving on a wet road and suddenly felt overwhelmed. Tires seem to be reluctant to "obey" the control of wheels, especially when turning on slippery roads, and there is a feeling that wheels and tires "go their own way".

This surprise is serious.

Drive to the tire shop quickly. As soon as the staff checked, they shouted out:

"Wow, these tires are so old, they will have a flat tire anytime and anywhere! Why not send it earlier! "

I mumbled, "It looks as good as new!"

The staff quickly removed these four "rich" tires and kindly instilled common sense into me as a layman:

"Now, the technology of making tires is very good. Even if the pattern on the tire has been rolling on the road for ten or eight years, there will be no traces of wear! However, you have to remember: on average, each tire needs to be replaced as long as it travels 32 thousand kilometers, so cars that often run long distances should be replaced every one or two years; Cars that only take short trips have to be replaced every two or three years. Many traffic accidents are caused by a flat tire on the road and the car is out of control! " ,

We learn through practice.

I changed four tires and learned a valuable lesson.

Many dangers in the world are hidden in people and things with perfect appearance, without any trace.

make a turn

Once, I invited two friends I hadn't seen for a long time out for dinner.

I drove, and the three of us talked and laughed in the car, which was very lively. Come to an intersection where you can only turn left. Because you are distracted by chatting, go straight ahead. Just then, a big truck bent to the left crashed into me like a terrible shadow. At this critical moment, I slammed the roulette wheel to one side, and the rearview mirror next to the car was knocked down by the truck, and the body also appeared due to friction.

At this time, the "green light" in the car flooded-my friend's two white faces turned into miserable green because of shock. In the chaotic silence, I looked around and saw that their facial features and limbs were in place and intact, and their beating and empty hearts barely settled down.

The original restaurant can't go, and cars without rearview mirrors must be sent to the learning car factory immediately.

The joy of reunion after a long separation vanished, and everyone seemed to be depressed. Friends are still lingering and silent; As for me, my head is grey and my face is grey, and I feel sorry for myself:

"Just now, if you don't take shortcuts and take the road, you won't encounter such bad luck, will you? Also, if you dial the phone to book a restaurant that day, if you book it somewhere else, can't you avoid this accident? "

Self-reproach, self-reproach, resentment and anger; A heart, like crumpled paper, is stuffy and painful; After a long time, I tried to think about this problem from another angle, and suddenly I had a different feeling.

Things could be thousands of times worse. Now, my friend is not injured and my car is not seriously damaged. Are you extremely lucky?

Such an idea, condensed in the dark cloud on the heart leaf, was suddenly blown away by a strong wind.

After taking the car to the garage, my friends and I happily took a taxi to eat Thai food.

After anything happens, if the parties blindly walk into the corner, they will eventually suffocate in the dark, sharp and hopeless horn. However, just turn a corner gently. Bright sunshine and wide roads are there, waiting.

Cultivation of rape and bacteria

Everyone thinks I am a happy person.

Happy, just because I don't "tolerate and cultivate traitors."

"Traitor" refers to a "little traitor" who hides in everyone's heart and specializes in creating anxiety elements.

Some people deliberately raise and fatten up and make trouble at will.

When it's calm, they let the "little traitor" out and let him collect gossip and explain it everywhere. Then, they immerse themselves in these gossip out of thin air and abuse themselves.

When life is turned upside down, they let the "little traitor" who has been "pampered" proudly turn the breeze into a typhoon and the microwave into a huge wave. Then in the exaggerated typhoon and huge waves, I was in a state of sadness and sadness. One day, Zhen Feng will come, and the waves will be huge. They will be tortured to death by unrestrained and unruly "little traitors".

As for me, I will not tolerate traitors, forever, forever, forever.

I know it exists, but I ignore it, ignore it, don't listen to it, don't talk about it, and more importantly, don't raise it.

The grid of my life is so dense that there is no gap for it to do evil. Although it pokes around all day, it can't find the threshold to take advantage of it.

Occasionally, when the wind and waves rise, when it is ready to move, I will go all out to fight it and never let it have a chance to thrive. Of course, it also has a good opportunity to make waves, but even at a disadvantage, I still adhere to the principle of "never raising". It lacks "nourishment" and fights alone. Soon, it will automatically "starve to death".

I don't raise traitors, but I raise bacteria-happy bacteria.

Strengthen it, fatten it, then let it multiply in the text and pass it on to all who come into contact with the text.

The wire is broken.

More than ten years ago, when we bought the house where we live now. The wire is ugly, crawling on the wall, just like the veins stood out on your wrist. Please ask an electrician to bury them in the wall during the big renovation. It's really disturbing to fly sand and stones through walls, but I can barely bear the idea of "once and for all"

After laying the circuit and hiding the wires, I installed a "current breaker" for safety.

After more than ten years, life has been calm, peaceful, peaceful and stable.

However, I didn't expect that recently, the wire was "sick" and quite sick. At first, the current interrupter cut off the current in the whole house at three terminals; Slowly, the situation is getting worse and worse, and the power is cut off every few hours; Finally completely paralyzed, no lights, no fans, no cold refrigerator, no computer moving. I am helpless and miserable.

The wires are densely hidden in the wall. When doing the general inspection, electricians have a hazy feeling of "seeing flowers in the fog". They make all kinds of bold assumptions and then carry out all kinds of detailed verification. But the "experiment" has been done again and again, and the current is still dying.

During the day, I sweated, followed groups of different electricians upstairs and downstairs, and explained to them the direction of the wires in the house over and over again; At night, under the dim light of portable electric lights and thin candles, I was on pins and needles when I looked at the mountains of manuscripts and letters to be answered by my computer.

After three weeks of tossing and turning, I finally found the "source".

The right medicine, wonderful hand rejuvenation.

On the day when the whole room was full of light, I sat under the cool air conditioner and wrote on the keyboard of the computer with my hands, feeling a great joy of "being reborn".

Ah, the happiness in the world is actually contained in ordinary and ordinary life. It's a pity that the world doesn't know how to be blessed when it is blessed. It fully enjoys all the conveniences brought by civilized life and takes it for granted. Happiness is just around the corner and you don't feel it;

Nonself-limiting

I was moved to tears when I read a news from Taiwan Province United Daily News.

Mei Sen, a senior writer, was blinded by retinopathy more than ten years ago, but still insisted on writing with perseverance. In the last six years, I have been devoted to novel creation. Five drafts of Swallow River were recently recorded and copied by two friends.

Touching, is what he said:

"The eyes are invisible, and it is inconvenient to grope for writing in the dark; But in our life, we will always encounter many difficulties, and we must try our best to overcome them. As long as a person does not limit himself, there is no difficulty that can limit him. "

This is a golden advice.

From Mei Sen, I thought of Zhuang Yu, a blind writer in China.

She is also a typical example of infinity.

I met her at some literary parties and exhibitions. On her peaceful smiling face, I can't find any trace of her painful struggle in the stormy waves; Yes, it's just a quiet and bright day! Suddenly enlightened.

She accepted the cruel fact of "blindness" and faced it bravely. She didn't hide in the closet all day, Lacrimosa, complaining about herself. Instead, she actively picked up the pen, drew and wrote. Create another colorful world for yourself in the dark world. The most rare thing is: the word world she cast. Not sad and depressed; Sometimes, she even plays the art of "self-mockery" between the lines.

Even if you are blind, you have the ability to turn a dark world into a bright life. Like Mei Sen and Zhuang Yu, there is an infinitely vast world in their minds, hearts and chests.

I blew it myself.

Friends who know that I sleep very little every day kindly advise me:

"There's still a long time. You're anxious to blow yourself up!"

It is urgent.

I regard "being born" as a trip. I bought a one-way ticket for this trip. The monk rings the bell and counts one day; As for me, I read and write books, and I live one day less. Knowing that time is fleeting and I don't want to make a trip in vain, I deliberately filled in the grid of life.

I'm busy and tired, but I'm happy because I know exactly where my goal is.

Having met two friends, we are equally anxious to "blow ourselves up" in the world.

A man named Tian works as an editor in a big newspaper in Taiwan Province Province. Dealing with a mountain of manuscripts in the newspaper office every day, I am so tired that almost all my limbs are broken; When I get home, I have to deal with trivial chores. After nightfall, she didn't watch TV or have a rest. On the contrary, she studies English hard under bright lights. In a letter to me, she said:

"All work and no study makes the whole person live like a robot, and his brain gradually becomes rigid. I study English hard in my spare time, not because it can bring me any practical benefits, but just to keep my brain flexible through continuous learning. The feeling of absorbing new knowledge is so beautiful that I feel very fulfilled every day. "

Another friend holds an important position in business. I am very busy and spend my precious time on social welfare and charity work. There is only one simple reason for doing this:

"I want to prove to myself the value of survival."

People who fire themselves are often people who refuse to give themselves a blank sheet in life.

Power failure; blackout

Living in the desert, the biggest fear is power failure.

Afraid during the day, more afraid at night.

The desert climate is extremely hot. There are six air conditioners in the room at the same time In the afternoon, when I stay comfortably in the house reading and writing. Six air conditioners suddenly came together to make a harsh sound, and then the whole earth was silent.

In the silence, the outdoor heat, bit by bit from the window and under the door. Before long, the whole room became a terrible oven, and man was a dying salted fish in the oven.

Slowly, the hot air forced into the mattress and cushion, making it impossible for people to lie down and sit down; Touch your cheek, it's as hot as a soldering iron. Before long, people in the room felt the smoke rising slowly from the top of their heads, and it was self-incineration! When the heat exceeds the tolerable limit, the whole mind will fall into a state of dullness and disorder.

My husband is away on business at night, which is the biggest nightmare in my life.

In the quiet little white house on the lonely ridge, there was only one child who knew nothing and faced me silently. In this room with lights on, embarrassing loneliness condenses into pieces and weighs heavily on people's hearts. When the current suddenly stopped, there seemed to be a black palm falling from the sky, mercilessly throwing houses, hills and the earth. That kind of black, bottomless, boundless. The whole person, suddenly lost support, as if suddenly pushed into the vast sea, with choking fear and panic. At such a moment, the children around us are always scared to cry. The cry of despair seemed like a sharp axe, cutting the ghostly night around them into pieces, which whirled in the cold wind peculiar to the desert. Both mother and son have uncontrollable chills.

The child was frightened. After he came back from the desert, he dared not sleep alone for a long time, but he always slept with the light on.

After returning home, my fear of power failure was completely buried.

What worries me now is the phenomenon of "power failure" in the spiritual world.

Eat, drink and be merry all day, make a fool of yourself, and let the days slip away unconsciously. Gradually, the spirit entered a state of exhaustion.

The method of electrifying. There will always be only one. Keep reading.

gold medal

Looking through magazines, I read a short story that touched my heart.

There was an athlete before the game, and his coach said meaningfully to him:

"Don't be stuck by the pressure of the gold medal, something is falling in your heart and you can't run fast. It is the most important thing to play your true level. "

This is a wake-up call.

Gold medals are encouragement and encouragement; It is a kind of power, a kind of driving force; It's applause and cheers.

After winning the gold medal, some people will regard it as a "amulet" for life. He forgot that the gold medal can be "guaranteed", but it can never be "guaranteed"; He also forgot to "swim against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat." In his extraordinary complacency, he deluded himself that he could create good works even without exercise. Once someone criticized him, he rightfully loudly retorted:

"What, you said I have no standard? Don't forget. I am a gold medal winner! "

Some people will worry about turning that gold medal into "Wutai Mountain" and letting it weigh heavily on themselves. At this time, even if he has seventy-two changes, it is difficult to add fists and feet. Alas, alas, a moment of glory has sadly become a lifelong burden. In the loneliness of no outstanding works, the flashing light of the gold medal is both eye-catching and harsh. There are also some people who suffer from loss and gain. As a result, the gold medal turned into anklets, and the road ahead was downhill.

A rational and intelligent person will never talk about the gold medal, let alone forget it. This gold medal is only a small milestone in his personal career. He knows that the feeling of "once owned" is beautiful, but greater achievements depend on "everlasting" efforts. So, after that golden day, he put the gold medal on the shelf and forgot it. Then, as always, practice your skills and prepare for the next sprint. Time is like water, when his sideburns are like snow, I accidentally opened the cupboard and saw a long row of forgotten gold medals standing quietly, shining with gorgeous and brilliant golden light.

Peacock showing off its tail

I received a card made by Zhao Chen, a young poet in Hangzhou.

He drew a vivid peacock with red and yellow paper and pasted it on the inside page. When I opened the card, the peacock also unfolded a gorgeous tail screen in a beautiful semicircle.

On the card, there is only one simple line:

"the text is as proud as a peacock."

Ah, what a beautiful image.

In fact, I think everyone is a peacock, trying very hard to turn his achievements into a bright tail, and then, happily, open the tail screen in front of others.

In the days of studying hard in the cold window, every page of the book always contains the faces that parents are eagerly looking forward to. When you get the grade book, if there are impressive grades in it, the first thing that comes to mind is the round smile on your parents' faces. I flew to the door and didn't even have time to take off my shoes. With a "wow", I proudly opened the shiny tail screen in front of my parents without reservation.

When I grow up and get married, I will try my best to widen and brighten the sky above my head and make the tail screen more gorgeous. Then, slowly develop and show it to white-haired parents, affectionate partners, and relatives and friends who respect, appreciate and understand each other.

Proud, definitely not to show off.

If you stand by and look at the round and wide tail screen, you will find that there are long-term sweat, tears of hard struggle, unremitting persistence and self-criticism on the tail screen; Also, the most important thing; Love.

We fight for all the people we love and those who love us.

Monkey problem

When I was a child, visiting the botanical garden was a major event in my life. Love is not pleasing to the eye and nourishing the soul, but a strange monkey. A bag of peanuts and a bunch of bananas can amuse you all morning. Monkeys are spoiled, and their attitudes are getting more and more arrogant, grabbing food and scratching tourists. Finally, it was vigorously swept away and disappeared.

Look, when you are proud, you don't know how to collect yourself. When you are beautiful, you don't know how to respect yourself. You have exhausted all your strength and will eventually end in tragedy.

See you when you grow up. At the circus. These monkeys dressed in red and green pose and sell their poor dignity to beg the audience for laughter. Looking at it, I suddenly felt strongly that it was not a monkey riding on horseback, blinking, twisting his waist, blowing kisses frequently, wearing a hat and bowing, but a walking puppet.

Alas, those who bury their own nature and simply live according to the will of others, no matter how rich their material life is, Hengyuan is just a clown in the eyes of others.

After waving goodbye to my childhood, I packed my bags and traveled abroad. In the American Amazon jungle, I was surprised to see another fate of monkeys. I live in a humble hut by the Amazon river, and the thin monkey is tied to a thin stake. A pair of monkey eyes, weak and tired, lifeless; A pair of shoulders, drooping and listless. Monkeys are naturally smart and agile, and they have nothing. It seems that it already knows its fate is bad. At night, there was a fight, a few screams, and everything was silent again. Soon, smoke was born; The fragrance was overflowing, and the monkey beside the pillar turned into steaming monkey meat in the pot.

Alas, if you don't practice martial arts while walking in rivers and lakes, you don't avoid traps when you are active in the jungle, so that others can easily catch you and become fat on the chopping block, which is what you deserve.

This year is the Year of the Monkey, so I chose a few short stories to encourage myself and others.

faint

Visiting the Brazilian Agkistrodon Institute, the host took out a colorful snake that kept wriggling, declared that the poisonous glands had gone, and generously let the visitors play with it. Everyone screamed loudly and stayed away. But I'm not afraid, let the snake sit on my head, wrap around my waist, climb on my arm and play as I please. That kind of feeling, cold and slippery, is like wearing a scarf made of water.

All the other tourists expressed their admiration and said I was brave.

However, in everyone's eyes, I am full of courage. When I meet a cockroach, I will be ashamed of anyone who looks at it. I am afraid of those who crawl on the ground; People flying in the air are more afraid. No matter big, small, black, brown, fat, young and old, as long as it is a cockroach, it can swallow my whole gallbladder effortlessly.

The most embarrassing and horrible experience in my memory was that a fat cockroach suddenly flew out of the car in the middle of driving. My face was blue and my lips were white. I immediately came to an emergency brake and escaped from the car in a panic, except that I didn't shout "help".

An unforgettable memory of my childhood is that a primary school classmate who knew that I had "cockroach phobia" brought a live cockroach to school. While I was not looking, I mischievously stuffed the cockroach into the collar at the back of my neck. When cockroaches were running around in my clothes, I was frightened and cried in front of everyone. I feel cold all over, my feet are weak, my forehead is burning, my heart is pounding, and I feel like a ghost during the day. Now I still have a lingering fear in retrospect.

I have never been able to forgive her since this happened. I never spoke to her again until I graduated from primary school.

Everyone's heart has a very weak place. This place may contain some kind of fear, some kind of shadow, some kind of trauma, some kind of scar, some kind of sadness and some kind of pain. Respect it, let it exist quietly, don't expose it, don't pick it. In this way, you not only maintain the friendship between the two sides, but also maintain each other's dignity and your own personality.

ferment

Acid is a very special taste.

Extremely sharp, you can draw a bow! Have a chain reaction. There is only one population, saliva, stomach acid, Qi Qipan; Then, the facial features are distorted, the tip of the tongue is trembling, the nose is narrowed, and the eyes are astringent. Sometimes the sour gas goes straight to the forehead, and even the brain nerve is paralyzed by smoke.

Very ambiguous, giving people a complicated feeling. Unlike sweet, salty and spicy, it becomes a "flavor" independently. Always intertwined with other tastes: sweet and sour, sour and sour. The terrible thing is that it always usurps the role of master, like a sly little snake, and finally invades the bone marrow, making you tremble all over.

It is also very overbearing, and you can make contributions from a distance. "Looking at plum to quench thirst" is a typical example.

So sharp, so ambiguous, so overbearing, but everyone loves it.

I like its excitement. Every time it tastes like a big fight. The poor tongue has nowhere to escape, and it is difficult to stretch freely, as if it is full of tossing in stormy waves.