Milk Tea Band 4 Composition 1 Zhou Xue In this summer vacation, I fell in love with bubble tea.
He hates making tea at ordinary times. The proprietress of the laundry next door to Zhou Xue is a middle-aged woman. Since no one came to the laundry, the proprietress opened a milk tea shop. Bubble tea in milk tea shop is very popular. Zhou Xue's sister goes there for a cup of milk tea every day, sometimes with her classmates. Every time the proprietress sees Zhou Xue, she warmly greets: "Come, have a drink." Of course, for the type of proprietress, he usually just orders a cup of iced black tea, even if he patronizes.
One day, Zhou Xue didn't hear from his boss again. He saw a beautiful girl busy at the counter, and his eyes were attracted. While eating, Zhou Xue was still thinking about the girl. My sister asked, "Xue Xue, have you noticed Nana in the milk tea shop?" "In the tea shop? No, I have always been the boss's wife. " Zhou Xue pretended not to know, and her sister said, "You really don't know. A new girl, Nana, came to the teahouse. She is the boss's sister. The boss felt too tired and asked her sister to help. Nana is so beautiful, don't you notice? " Zhou: "Nana? Beautiful, well, speaking of which, I seem to have seen it when I passed by. How do you know? " Sister draws a question mark in the air, which means; Of course I asked.
Zhou Xue met that Nana yesterday and has been thinking about her. In the afternoon, he walked into the teahouse. The tea shop is well decorated. I haven't paid much attention to it before. I never just drink iced tea and leave. When he came to the counter, Nana smiled and said, "Hello, guest, I'm the new Nana. what can I do for you? Zhou Xue looked at Nana's arm, long, thinking about the straw for making milk tea. Forget it, let's drink iced tea today. After giving Zhou Xue iced tea, Nana smiled and said, "Drink some milk tea once in a while. Drink iced tea every day. Why don't you change your taste? The tea is very good. Zhou Xue, do you want to drink? " Nana picked up a bottle of milk tea and handed it to him. Just as several guests were clamoring for bubble tea, Nana shrugged and Zhou Xue took the bottle of milk tea.
Zhou Xue drank milk tea, which was very delicious. Zhou Xue smacked his lips and left.
Nana left today, saying she was too tired to quit. Zhou; Why didn't grandma tell me she was leaving yesterday? Zhou Xue thought again; Why did Nana tell me? I'm not one of her people.
One morning in summer, it was a dark day, like being stained with ink. Not long after, the rain flower drops down, mixed with the passing heat, gloomy and depressed. I'm at home, and I'm out of breath. I suddenly thought of that cup of mouth-watering milk tea and immediately wanted to start work!
I boiled the water first, and then secretly took out the "Hong Ying No.9" that my father treasured. As soon as the lid was opened, a fragrant smell came to the nose, refreshing and intoxicating. I slowly poured out the tea, and the tea immediately jumped into the cup to see if it was ready for a bath! I poured water into the cup, and in a short time, the tea sank, floated and slowly dispersed. What floats up is like a hot spring, but it sinks still, like diving. The cup is full of excitement, just like a garden party. In this way, I made a whole cup of tea, like a melted red crystal, which was very beautiful!
I brought condensed milk again, and after a while, I couldn't wait to start cooking! I'll pour condensed milk in first. Condensed milk gurgled into the tea, and I seemed to hear the tea protest: "Hey! Be gentle, I will be squashed! " Condensed milk immediately defended: "Oh! I won't be too heavy, and I smell good! " Just then, the milk was added and I was busy stirring. Soon, water and milk merged together, and tea and milk gradually merged in the turbidity. Hey! Finally, you finished. The "spray" of milk tea said to me: "You drink me quickly! Will guarantees your satisfaction! " Looking at such attractive milk tea, I sang happily and my depression began to dissipate.
I took this steaming cup of milk tea, light brown with a hint of beige. Milk tea is mixed with tea fragrance, and the attractive fragrance floats on the tip of the nose, which makes people feel refreshed and particularly comfortable. The heat of summer has dissipated. I took a sip carefully, savored it carefully, and a magical fragrance flooded into my heart, so I couldn't help taking another sip. Milk tea is fragrant but not greasy, bitter and sweet, reserved but not ostentatious, calm and not as restrained as water, so delicious that I can drink it all at once.
Looking up, I saw the raindrops as big as beans still banging on the window, bouncing up like flying beads splashing jade, falling in succession, graceful and charming, and my depression suddenly dissipated, and my mood was like a sunny day.
Motherly love is like a bright star, shining; Motherly love, like a big umbrella when it rains, protects us from the wind and rain; Motherly love is more like a charming osmanthus, fragrant and lasting. In my eyes, the best interpretation of maternal love is the cup of fragrant milk tea.
One warm morning, the bright sunshine touched me and accompanied me all the way to school. Just as I was about to step into the school gate, I suddenly froze: Oh, no, I forgot to bring my flute! The second class this afternoon is music class, and the music teacher will definitely blame me. What shall we do? I stopped, took out my mobile phone, dialed the familiar number and asked my mother for help. When my mother knew what had happened, she promised to give me the flute before the music class this afternoon.
During lunch break, I looked at the flute on my classmate's desk and begged my mother to attack me suddenly and bring it to me. However, the burning sun outside the window makes me worry that my mother will be too tired, too hot and confused by the sun. At three o'clock in the afternoon, the bell rang. ...
"Ding, Ding" bell rings on time, and music class is about to begin. If my mother hasn't sent me the flute, I'll be miserable! Looking at the leaves swaying gently in the wind, I can't help but feel anxious: Mom, please hurry up!
Finally, before the crying was over, Uncle Bao handed me the flute. I am glad that just as I was about to turn around and leave, he stopped me again: "Hey, there is another cup". There's another cup? Why did mom bring me a cup? I frowned doubtfully, full of incomprehension.
The cup is wrapped in a plastic bag. Let me open it. Milk tea! I know, this is milk tea made by my mother herself. As soon as I came home from school these days, I told my mother that I was hungry. It seems that my mother brought me milk tea because I was afraid that I would be too hungry in the afternoon.
I unscrewed the lid of the cup and a thick smell of milk came to my nose. "Ah, what smells so good?" The deskmate found the taste and asked. "My mother made her own milk tea." "Give me a drink!" "ok!" I agreed without hesitation. "It's delicious, I envy you to death!" The deskmate licked his mouth and said.
The cup quickly bottomed out and the milk tea was finished. My mother not only brought me a flute for music lessons, but also made delicious milk tea ... I can't help but think of my mother making milk tea at home. It must be serious, but it must be hard!
Motherly love is warm and sweet, just like the thick cup of milk tea in her hand!
As usual, my mother has to sit in the office with the heating on every Saturday and work hard, but now she is fine. In order to cure the disease, I can only take time off every Saturday to take me to the hospital, and I have to deduct some leave from Grandpa Mao, plus medical expenses and car expenses, which almost overdraws! On the way home, something touching happened. ...
"Mom, buy me a cup of milk tea!" My mother looked at me, "but we have spent a lot of money today-forget it, let's forget about it, take the money and buy it ourselves." After a while, a steaming cup of milk tea was held in my hand and I drank it with relish! My mother looked at my drink and drooled. I didn't notice it at all.
When we arrived at the station, there were countless people waiting on the platform, and we were forced to get off the platform. Suddenly, a bus rushed over and said, "No way!" My mother took my hand and dragged me onto the platform. At the same time, the cup of hot cocoa milk tea spilled all over the floor ... Before my mother picked up the scattered milk tea garbage, I began to shout loudly: "Why! What a pity to waste such a good cup of milk tea! " "Mom, it's all about your life. The car almost hit you. " "I'm not blind." At this time, my mother didn't criticize me, but comforted me: "Stop it, I'll buy you a drink when I get home!" " "After listening, my heart began to feel ashamed. Obviously, my mother paid for the milk tea, but I still said it was mine. I kept talking back ... suddenly, my little face turned red.
After getting off the bus, a steaming cup of milk tea appeared in my hand again, although its delicious taste was tempting me, as if to say, "drink quickly, drink quickly!" " "But I always find it hard to swallow. Milk tea is cold, and my previous bad mood has been thrown out of the cloud nine ... Milk tea is cold, but the maternal love in tea makes me feel extremely warm!
This is not an ordinary cup of milk tea, but a cup of milk tea with strong maternal love!