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Look at the baked sweet potato and ask for poetry

Seeing this picture reminds me of baking sweet potatoes when I was a child. I feel it. I improvised a poem for you and myself:

baked sweet potato

The wood was burning with red coals,

The fragrance drifted with the wind.

Who is the happiest when it is baked sweetly?

The child in cotton-padded clothes smiled.