# 百万积分第7季 # # 开学第一单 # A memory of my hometown, an old classmate sent me some hometown snacks, including a box of maltose, which became the center of our conversation in those days. After many years, the sugar that was often available when I was a child was a luxury in a foreign country. There are ten small packets of maltose in a box, peanut filling, green onions that I hate, non-stick teeth are all deceptive, the taste of childhood is not tasted, and it brings back sweet memories of childhood. The memories of childhood are always unforgettable. Every time I come home from school, I hear from the streets and alleys "Maltose, Maltose" I get used to this sound when reading The old man walks the streets a loud voice tore apart the tranquil sky The lingering sound echoed in my ears for a long time Our group of furry kids clutching maltose in one hand jumping behind For me, it is a beautiful feeling of childhood! Life is short, there is always someone who is willing to accompany you silently. In life, there is always a kind of food, especially in the soul.