Familiar streets, familiar signs, that dumpling shop is my favorite for six years. Every weekend, I come here and enjoy the taste of home. But today, because of a plate of pickles, I decided never to go to the dumpling shop where I had been eating for 6 years.
One weekend six years ago, I had just moved to the city and stumbled upon this dumpling shop on the street. The store is not luxurious, but the atmosphere of home makes ** forget to return. The dumplings are thin and filling, and every bite is intoxicating. Since then, it has become my canteen and has accompanied me through many lonely and happy moments.
Last week, I walked into the dumpling shop as usual. The owner greeted him warmly: "Try our new pickles today, which go well with dumplings!" "I embraced it and looked forward to a new taste bud experience. The plate of pickles was placed on the table, which looked ordinary, but gave off an enticing aroma.
Pick up a piece of pickle and put it in your mouth, the taste explodes instantly, salty and sour, and there is an indescribable spicy in the sour. I frowned and looked at the shopkeeper, "Why is this pickle so weird?" The shopkeeper was surprised: "Impossible, this is a specialty of our store, and many people love to eat it." I shook my head and took another bite of the dumplings, and suddenly realized that the taste of the dumplings seemed to have become unfamiliar.
At the checkout, the owner enthusiastically asked, "Will you come back next time?" I hesitated for a moment, then finally decided, "Maybe not again." The shopkeeper looked surprised: "Why? Is it because of pickles? We can change the disc. I smiled and shook my head: "It's not because of the pickles, it's because I've found out that I may have changed." ”
Walking out of the dumpling shop, I took a deep breath of air, and my heart was full of mixed feelings. That plate of pickles seemed to be an opportunity for me to realize that I was no longer the teenager who had just moved to the city six years ago. With the passage of time, people's tastes will change, and people's emotions will also change. That dumpling shop, which used to be my spiritual sustenance, has now become a symbol of my past. Maybe one day, I will step into this store again, but what kind of mood will I have at that time?
A small pickle subverted my six-year relationship with the dumpling shop. But it also made me understand a truth: every detail in life can become a turning point in our growth. We don't have to feel sorry for it, because this is life, full of infinite possibilities and unknowns. And all of that will become the most precious treasure in our lives.