Chocolate Transfer Cake
by Rainy Night Star Morning 727
Favorite
Difficulty
Normal
Time
2h
Serving
2
Summer is a popsicle, licked up cool and sweet. In my childhood, in the summer, there was always an old man selling popsicles at the entrance of the elementary school. When school was over, he yelled in a rough voice: "Sweet popsicles, a dime..." Our group of children were attracted to him and surrounded him tightly. A child took a dime from his pocket and handed it to him. He took out a popsicle from the white foam box in front of him and immediately closed the lid.
I rummaged through my pockets and found only a five-point steel pin. My friend Xiaohu stared at the five cents in the palm of my hand and said happily: "I only have five cents in my pocket. Together, we can buy a popsicle." I bought a popsicle together and drank joyfully. I took the popsicle and walked side by side with Xiaohu. I licked it, and I felt the sweetness. Then I stretched the popsicle to Xiaohu's mouth, and Xiaohu also licked it. In the end, the two of us licked and sucked the popsicles dry, leaving only one stick. At that time, I thought that popsicles were the most refreshing snack in the world, and I also dreamed of eating one every day in the future. When I grow up, I can buy a lot of popsicles with the money in my pocket, but I no longer like to eat that thing. When I was eight years old, I was addicted to popsicles; when I was 18 years old, I was indulged in books; when I was 28 years old, I was indulged in coffee... In my thirties, I was addicted to baking, and my life just passed by in a hurry. It only leaves a deep and shallow mark in the memory. I always miss the summer when two people licked a popsicle, the innocent era.
Summer is a green shade, cool and lively. Many years ago, there was a small forest behind my house. In summer, the trees are lush and lush, looking like a green island from a distance. At noon, the sun was scorching and the heat was evaporating, and the whole world was like a steamer. The ground of the grove seems to be woven into a summer mat by the dense shade of trees, which is full of coolness. Neighbors in the neighborhood all carried stools to enjoy the cool in the grove. They sit together and talk about some parental shorts, or play a few games of solitaire. The laughter echoed in the green shade. The flower damselfly dances here, sings here when I know it, and the purple flowers and chrysanthemum bloom bloom here.
My friends and I lay on the laps of the adults when they were tired, pestering them to tell stories. In a blink of an eye, I grew up and wandered in a strange city. The criss-cross streets divide the city into many areas, and the layers of reinforced concrete divide countless small worlds. We don't know who lives next door, let alone interact with our neighbors. We were bored in our own little world and went to the park to stroll around, take a break, admire the flowers and trees transplanted from nature, and see the bustling strangers. I always feel that the distance between people is farther, and the distance between people and nature is also farther. I always miss the green shade when I was a kid, and miss the summer before. "
I rummaged through my pockets and found only a five-point steel pin. My friend Xiaohu stared at the five cents in the palm of my hand and said happily: "I only have five cents in my pocket. Together, we can buy a popsicle." I bought a popsicle together and drank joyfully. I took the popsicle and walked side by side with Xiaohu. I licked it, and I felt the sweetness. Then I stretched the popsicle to Xiaohu's mouth, and Xiaohu also licked it. In the end, the two of us licked and sucked the popsicles dry, leaving only one stick. At that time, I thought that popsicles were the most refreshing snack in the world, and I also dreamed of eating one every day in the future. When I grow up, I can buy a lot of popsicles with the money in my pocket, but I no longer like to eat that thing. When I was eight years old, I was addicted to popsicles; when I was 18 years old, I was indulged in books; when I was 28 years old, I was indulged in coffee... In my thirties, I was addicted to baking, and my life just passed by in a hurry. It only leaves a deep and shallow mark in the memory. I always miss the summer when two people licked a popsicle, the innocent era.
Summer is a green shade, cool and lively. Many years ago, there was a small forest behind my house. In summer, the trees are lush and lush, looking like a green island from a distance. At noon, the sun was scorching and the heat was evaporating, and the whole world was like a steamer. The ground of the grove seems to be woven into a summer mat by the dense shade of trees, which is full of coolness. Neighbors in the neighborhood all carried stools to enjoy the cool in the grove. They sit together and talk about some parental shorts, or play a few games of solitaire. The laughter echoed in the green shade. The flower damselfly dances here, sings here when I know it, and the purple flowers and chrysanthemum bloom bloom here.
My friends and I lay on the laps of the adults when they were tired, pestering them to tell stories. In a blink of an eye, I grew up and wandered in a strange city. The criss-cross streets divide the city into many areas, and the layers of reinforced concrete divide countless small worlds. We don't know who lives next door, let alone interact with our neighbors. We were bored in our own little world and went to the park to stroll around, take a break, admire the flowers and trees transplanted from nature, and see the bustling strangers. I always feel that the distance between people is farther, and the distance between people and nature is also farther. I always miss the green shade when I was a kid, and miss the summer before. "
