A: The smell of mom!
1, mom's taste is always the best.
2, taste all kinds of food, mother's taste is the best!
My mother still takes care of herself when she is over 100 years old, and she is covered with healthy body odor. ...
I will never forget the smell of milk on my son. It's almost half a month since my son was born, and I just came home, holding his meaty little body and smelling the thick smell of milk on him. At that moment, I was full of happiness and joy.
1992 When I graduated, I was assigned to teach in a small mountain village. I am a stranger and have cried many times. My father and I are the only people left on that narrow path, because my father will take me to school every Monday morning and pick me up at school on Saturday afternoon. One winter, my mother went to the city to cook for my sister-in-law, and my father still sent me to pick me up every Monday and Saturday. The difference is that my father cooked for me during that time. What is fresh in my memory is the red bean rice cooked by my father, and then served with shredded potatoes. It tastes like chinese odyssey. Five years later, my 53-year-old father fell down and never woke up. Now 23 years have passed, and I have never eaten red bean rice again. Although I often eat shredded potatoes, I have eaten the taste cooked by my mother, myself and the chef in the street. I hope that one day when our father and daughter get together, we can still eat his delicious food: red bean rice and shredded potatoes!
I miss dad again!
What our sisters can't forget most is the smell of mom.
Mom's soybean stuffing jiaozi, I can't mix it with the delicious taste; And cut the eggplant into strips, wrap it in flour and fry it. It tastes like fried fish. I did it again and again according to the method my mother taught me, but I still couldn't make the fishy smell my mother cooked.
Once, my little sister said that I wanted to eat "fried eggplant strips" made by my mother. I was busy for a long time, and my little sister said, "I can't eat my mother's cooking." I clearly remember that I followed in my mother's footsteps, but I still couldn't smell the "fishy smell of eggplant". Later, I understood that my little sister missed her mother, too. We all grew up eating this "eggplant flavor".
Nowadays, the mother's breath, with her departure, has drifted farther and farther, leaving endless thoughts for our sisters!
Glad to accept the invitation to answer questions!
What's the unforgettable smell? Usually people will say that this is the smell of mom! But today I want to talk about the smell of my father that I will never forget.
My father was clean and tidy all his life, well dressed, well written and well written. Cooking has a unique taste and is delicious (of course, this is only our own feeling), so that our brother and sister are old now and still miss the scene of cooking for us when our parents were alive. Our neighbors all said that our food was delicious, and that was our happiest time.
Our family has a special dish called "Suliu Li Ji", which impressed me the most. In fact, it is to cut carrots into diamond-shaped pieces and mix them with salt, pepper noodles, monosodium glutamate (there was no chicken essence at that time), soy sauce, aniseed powder and so on. Then wrap some flour and starch and fry in the oil pan. At that time, most people used big oil (oil extracted from fat pork), so the fried things tasted meaty. Tastes better than meat. My father has many specialties, and this is just one of them. Every weekend and holiday, my father will cook a few dishes himself, and the family will enjoy themselves. Looking back now, we were the happiest at that time!
Now the material is extremely rich. There are countless restaurants, and all kinds of dishes have been eaten. But so far, I have never eaten this dish, or it tastes wrong. In short, I can't find the taste. It can be seen that the taste of home is unforgettable for life! This may be homesickness!
Human beings are strange creatures, and they will have many different memories of all kinds of things in the process of life, especially some memorable things, such as great joy and great sorrow, profound lessons and the taste of our daily life. A delicious food can often make people remember deeply.
When I was in middle school, I went to the countryside with my father (I am from Cixi, Ningbo) in an autumn season. Near lunch, relatives in the country invited our father and son to lunch. During the dinner, my relatives took out a dish that made me feel delicious in the world, that is, drunken blue crab. After washing the blue crab, marinate it with yellow wine. Delicious, slightly salty, delicious and tender, more salty than ours in Ningbo.
Seafood is fresh, and artificially processed seafood is more delicious. This is an indispensable delicacy in dinner. Although we are in Hangzhou Bay and have all kinds of seafood, I can't forget this drunken crab!
Glad to answer this question! The taste you will never forget will always be the taste of home! Home is the warmest harbor and the best haven! Especially many migrant workers, this is what every vagrant expects. I hope I can go home one day, stay with my family every day and enjoy my family. Therefore, no matter where, no matter how far, the heart is always concerned about home.
Half a century of nostalgia
Text/Zhang Maoqing
The past is like smoke, some with the wind, some in dreams, and some for a long time.
It's almost fifty years since I left the army. The military camp has become my lifelong concern.
Jinniuba and Deng Jia Garden are the places where I lived and fought in the army. She spent the most unforgettable six years in the army with me.
Outside the west gate of Chengdu, past the tea shop, two or three miles ahead is Jinniu Dam.
Jinniuba is located in the middle of western Sichuan plain, which belongs to Pingchuan, with criss-crossing buildings, magnificent scenery and outstanding people. Zhang Zeng, the leader of the peasant uprising in the late Ming Dynasty, was stationed here. People say that the tree where Zhang tied the horse is still there. Mr. Zhang Daqian, a painter, also lived here for many years. Last century, Mr Daqian's former residence was rebuilt here. After liberation, Sichuan Province built a state guesthouse in Jinniuba, which is famous at home and abroad. 1958, Chairman Mao held the famous Chengdu Conference here. Chairman Mao visited the local countryside during the meeting. A beautiful folk song "Chairman Mao came to our farm" spread all over China from here.
Deng Jia Garden is not far from Jinniuba State Guesthouse, living alone in the depths of thousands of hectares of farmland, and it is a very quiet garden courtyard. Why is it called Deng Jia Garden? I haven't done any special research, but what I heard most was the private gardens built by Deng Xihou, a great warlord in Sichuan before liberation. After liberation, Deng Jia Garden was brought into the management of the military camp.
Dengjiayuan covers an area of 50-60 mu, and a small river flows through the fence. There are three China gardens, two pavilions, a fish pond bridge and a tall water tower in the garden. The garden is full of famous trees such as camphor tree, nanmu and ginkgo magnolia, and the flowers and plants in the garden are shining. This is a good place to stay at home and relax. In the early 1970s, our company entered Deng Garden. Dengjia Garden has changed from a quiet leisure garden to a lively and fiery military camp.
At that time, our country was in turmoil, the Cultural Revolution was going on in depth, the external pressure was very severe, China and the Soviet Union were hostile, and war broke out on Treasure Island. The Soviet Union has millions of troops on the Sino-Soviet border. Chairman Mao issued an order to prepare for a big battle. For a time, it was really stormy and dark clouds overwhelmed the city.
The company conducted large-scale military training, bombing, assassination and shooting, swimming, mountain climbing and skydiving. Capture and fight, camp and train, and prepare for battle. Training is very hard. Cadres and soldiers carry forward the spirit of not being afraid of suffering and death, and their morale is high. In the barracks, slogans and shouts ShaSheng shook the earth and resounded through Changhong.
Life in the army is tense, but it is also meaningful. Sleep in the shop and eat in the same pot. Crawling around during the day and standing guard at night. Work every two hours. It was my turn to stand guard when I was sleeping soundly in the middle of the night. Very sad. In the dead of night, standing on the sentry post and looking up at the starry sky, I often miss my hometown and my loved ones.
What is unforgettable is the emergency assembly. Just fell asleep, and the rapid sound of the horn woke you up from your dream. Every soldier immediately got up like an electric shock, dressed quickly, took up his backpack in the dark on the narrow bunk, got out of bed quickly, put on his backpack, grabbed his gun and ran to the playground. For fear of falling behind. Of course, there are also people who make a fool of themselves, wear clothes backwards, put buttons wrong and wear socks. It's interesting to look back now.
The troops are combat teams, propaganda teams and production teams. Self-sufficiency is a fine tradition of our army. We are also engaged in productive labor in Deng Jia Garden. The company transformed the garden into a vegetable garden. In those years, the camp was full of fruits and vegetables all year round, growing vigorously, and Hua Hudie was dancing all over the park, which was very gratifying. Inside the back fence, there is a row of pig houses, which slaughter more than ten fat pigs every year. On holidays, the company will slaughter one or two fat pigs to improve the food.
It was fashionable and glorious to join the army in those years. A large number of young people enthusiastically joined the army. We joined the army in the same year, not only rural youth, but also many educated youths. There are also acrobats, violinists and singers from Beijing Opera and Sichuan Opera. There are also workers, teachers, athletes and train drivers. There are many princelings' children. Some have been working in the local area for several years. I joined the army as a teacher with four years' teaching experience. With the participation of different personnel, the army is full of vitality and life is more colorful. All soldiers in the army are equal and treated equally. Everyone can be a cook and a breeder. I have a fellow villager who joined the army from the factory and got married before joining the army. That year, the company arranged for him to be a breeder. Because of his face, he didn't write to tell his family. One day, his wife suddenly came to the company to visit relatives. He was ashamed and made some jokes. Has become a joke for a group of us.
In that special era, we had to perform other tasks besides military training. We used to be on duty in the garrison. It is very hard and sometimes thrilling to quell factional struggles, collect illegal guns and ammunition, deal with public emergencies and maintain railway operation order.
Lin Biao defected on September 197 1 year 13. At that time, we were doing climbing training in Emei Mountain. After receiving the order, we rushed back to the barracks and entered the state of combat readiness. After a while, the Party Committee of Chengdu Military Region held a meeting of cadres above the divisional level in Jinniuba Hotel to convey the central document, and Lin Biao's defection was officially exposed. Carry out the work of eliminating key members of anti-party groups in Lin Biao. Our company is responsible for the security of the conference, and then works as a guard for the task force. We have been on duty in Jinniu Hotel for more than half a year.
Time is like water, fleeting. The fragrance and stories left by time are gone. The dusty past, like a cloud, drifted away gently in yesterday's memory.
Looking back on those eventful years, I can't forget the ups and downs in my heart for half a century. For decades, anyone who has been to Chengdu has to go back to Jinniuba and Deng Jia Garden every time. Enjoy it.
From time to time, I ask myself in my heart: I can't remember many things about decades of experience, only the bits and pieces of my military career, and I still remember the past of the military camp so clearly. Why is this?
Ah, the military camp, we not only left our steel guns here, but also left our hats and badges here, leaving our youth and blood here. I left my heart to the barracks and my love to the troops.
Ah, I can't forget that golden age, that regretless youth and that wonderful military life.
The taste of honey will never be forgotten.
When I was a child, about 7 or 8 years old, my father brought back a bottle of honey on a business trip. That was the first time I ate honey. It was sweet with an unspeakable taste, nourishing my taste buds and suddenly feeling a sense of happiness. So this is honey, and honey tastes like this. Now I often eat honey, and I can't eat the taste of honey as a child anymore. Is it because my taste buds have degenerated? [snickering] [snickering]