Just three meals a day.

There is a saying in A String of Life: "Without fireworks, life is a lonely journey."

Fireworks on earth, though ordinary, are moving enough.

It can always soothe our inner loneliness and let us unload all the fatigue. From then on, our hearts have a home, our love has a reliance, and our homesickness has a sustenance.

The sunshine in spring is getting warmer, and the most important thing is to need a bowl of fireworks to warm your heart and stomach.

Writer Tian Wei once described his lonely life like this:

Even ordinary fireworks daily life is full of poetry and painting, which makes people feel happy and safe.

I have recently fallen in love with cooking. Every day when I come home from work, the first thing I do is to go into the kitchen, put on an apron, wash rice, cook and stir fry.

Look at the garlic cloves rolling enthusiastically in the pot, and the meat slices are fragrant in the oil flowers. The scene is full of vitality and there is a bright joy.

It is said that cooking is an art, perhaps because it can temporarily pull people out of the clutter of work and return to a free state of mind.

After a busy day outside, my hearing and vision were numb, but at the moment when the smell of rice floated in the rice cooker, I could feel the real cure.

So the interest was mobilized, the unsatisfactory work was left behind, and the ingredients were given sweet, sour, salty and spicy with a pair of dexterous hands, and their deliciousness and fragrance were lit up with clever thinking in their hearts.

One side of the world, one table of taste, free your soul and enjoy life.

Looking at the birth of food in your hands, a sense of accomplishment also arises spontaneously.

I think this is why many people who love life like cooking.

As the writer Tao said:

Watching a tree blossom quietly, enjoying three meals and four seasons slowly, even a person can experience small happiness in vivid fireworks.

A blogger once interviewed a newly married couple and asked them what had happened since they got married.

The wife replied cheerfully that someone was cooking together.

"I used to live in a single apartment, and I cooked alone and ate alone.

Now I come home from work, and both of them gather in the kitchen. You choose dishes, I stew soup, you cook, I cook, we can chat together, very happy.

My husband's cooking is better than mine. When he can't go on stage, I will give him a big hug from behind unexpectedly. "

Speaking of which, the wife covered her face shyly, while the husband touched her head with a coquetry face.

Many netizens in the barrage shouted: I am sweet.

An American study shows that cooking together can improve happiness index and make the relationship between husband and wife more harmonious.

Those tender feelings are all bred in the collision of daily necessities and the waiting for a meal.

Slow fireworks, idle view of the world for a long time.

In fact, after marriage, lovers will have many different ways to get along.

From taking you to a big dinner to cooking for you, from cutting steak for you to cutting fruit for you, from calling before going to bed to saying good night and a hug. ...

But for those lovers who have watched for a long time to understand the truth, the stars in the sky are romantic. Isn't it a kind of tenderness?

Light up the laughter of family members in the collision of cups and plates; In the land of Taoxiang, find the warmth of the soul to convert.

As the writer Bellamy said:

"I can also be greedy for fireworks, eat a few tile houses, and stay in the small courtyard of Sifang, happy and healthy."

The most beautiful feelings can always last forever in the depths of fireworks.

The older generation often said, "It's moonlight in how bright! , the hometown is strong. "

Because of her work, her friend Qiqi almost traveled all over the country and ate countless delicious foods.

But when we asked her what her favorite food was, she replied that it was sausage made at home.

In Kiki's memory, her hometown always cooks sausages on holidays. When she was a child, enema and bacon with her elders became the most intimate homesickness in her memory.

When she grew up, Kiki kept the habit of asking her family to send sausages even if she was wandering alone.

I saw her on the phone that day and asked her mother to guide her to cook sausage rice remotely. The mother and daughter talked and laughed on the phone, from cooking to trivial matters, which was particularly warm.

Kiki said that when the smell of sausages and tempting rice filled the kitchen, it seemed that you could go home with your eyes closed.

Someone on the Internet said, "There are many flavors in this world, but only one flavor can be your homesickness."

In the hearts of many travelers, no matter how rich the delicacies are, they can't compare with the steamed stuffed bun made by my father and the soybean milk made by my mother.

Those familiar smells can always remind people of the scenes where their families are amiable and laughing, which makes people relaxed and happy.

The so-called taste buds feel exactly the same.

No matter how far you go, the taste of your hometown can pull you back to the original point at the moment when your sense of smell and taste are turned on.

When you feel homesick, just take a bite of hometown food.

Think about the warm past, think about yourself and your family, and you won't feel lonely.

Chen Xiaoqing once said:

"The best taste in the world is often brewed between people, and the best food is always people."

Fireworks connect people's thoughts in series, and also give our hearts a support and placement.

I think those little fortunes in life have always been born in warm companionship and ease of mind.

And where the smoke is curling, there is also love and food, which is endless.

I hope that every day in the future, we can have a delicious dinner table, love in our hearts, and make ordinary days lively and fragrant.