When I got home, I couldn't help being hungry when I saw the dry pancakes on the table for a few days. There were only some fried lotus roots and celery left in dinner, so I ate them one by one, and I was addicted to them …
In a trance, I went back to my childhood winter night, playing pancakes and rolling some pickles, and putting half an onion on the door frame, which always tastes delicious! Besides pickles and onions, brown sugar in pancake rolls is also a favorite.
? On that winter night when the moonlight is clear and pale, hide-and-seek is the most common game played by friends. In the alley, near the low wall, in the shadow of the wheat straw pile, hide someone casually and look for half a day. What impressed me deeply was that once my friend hid and concentrated his wisdom, lying behind two stones by the door. Or the moon in the sky is too high, the clouds are thin and frosty, and the winter night shines on the ground. Little friends were found one by one and shuttled back and forth, but I couldn't find them anywhere except one. They searched for a long time but didn't find me lying in the corner under their noses ... It was too late to see if they were a little panicked or got up by themselves.
There is a big girl my age, strong and arrogant. She was the best playmate in childhood. She calls her Wen Gu according to her seniority, and she calls me Minnie. Although she is the same age, she always defends me. Besides helping me quarrel with others, she taught me to ride a bike in the third grade. I remembered one of her most admirable things. I lay in bed eating pancakes at night and fell asleep while eating. The mouse aimed at the remaining half of the pancake and ran to her pillow at midnight. Make "chew up. ...
Brave, she turned over in a daze and grabbed the mouse-it was crushed to death! That's right! It's clamped! She grabbed the mouse's stomach!