I don't know if you have such feelings, there will be a time when the things or people in front of you will give you the feeling as if they have existed in the impression and happened again, maybe you have already thought about it?

I can't tell what it is, but the feeling is solid in my mind and heart.

I really don't know if it's something that evokes the memory of the brain, or if it's an instinctive perception of the body?

Every time I encounter such a time, my heart is so warm that I can't warm it anymore, because it really feels very familiar and familiar, and secondly, I am a little confused.

To put it a little more vividly, it's like eating something, from the tip of your tongue to your taste buds, and it immediately evokes a feeling in you.

It was only a moment, and once it passed, the feeling only faded away.

I have some personal experience of this, although in fact I am not the case.

Now close to Qingming, the weather is cloudy and uncertain, the sun is out in the last second, and the second is not over, you can have a sun rain that will fall as soon as you say it, I think that the rainy day is destroyed like this, but I don't know that the good show is still to come.

The wild celery and reed in Jiangtibian, also known as quinoa, ignore the skiny weather and grow recklessly.

Almost every household will run to the river with a shovel and a bag after work, wearing rain boots, and go home with a full harvest. Naturally, the delicacy of wild vegetables is not as good as that of buying them from supermarkets and vegetable markets.

At this time last year, I would also go into battle with my mother when I had time.

The morning when I went out, I happened to encounter rising water. The river should have been far away from me, when I squatted and pinched the tender quinoa that could splash green juice with a single pinch. The sound of the river rushing was behind him, and the rolled up trouser legs were wet with the dew on the grass, and when he looked up and glanced around, he was full of green.

Although wild quinoa is delicious, it is not so simple to pinch it one by one. At least, after pinching for a long time, I couldn't hold it with both hands, but it was far from enough for a plate~

In order to be deceived by the illusion, my mother pinched the quinoa, and I stayed where I was and picked off the excess leaves, so that I could see at a glance how much I pinched.

Before he could do his skills, he finally went home with the leaves of the quinoa.

My mother and I were picking leaves and we heard my mother talk about 1 When she was a child, my grandmother would eat the leaves of quinoa and other wild vegetables with flour pancakes.

My grandmother had passed away before I had ever met her, and when I saw my mother talk about my grandmother, her eyes were full of nostalgia.

Looking at the discarded artemisia leaves in one mouth, a desire was born from the heart.

On weekdays, my mother likes to eat the pancakes I make, she likes crunchy, dry things, and I, because of my mother's preference, I have now practiced good kung fu of pancakes.

When I just picked up a green cake the size of my palm, my mother smelled the fragrance and ran to the kitchen in advance, picked up a piece, took a bite, and smiled happily, saying that it tasted a little similar to what I had eaten when I was a child.

The cake was filled with artemisia quinoa leaves, and the dough was kneaded and kneaded by me, with a little bit of bacon. This is also what my mother said later that it should not be added, saying that it destroyed the unique fragrance of quinoa.

Later, I made quinoa cake again, and unlike the last time, nothing was added except edible salt.

When something profound is fully reproduced, a smile or something else appears.

Perhaps, it didn't happen before at all, but it doesn't matter, the strong feelings for a while are not something you want to have.