Pumpkin's got a bouquet

They're so popular. I like to open flowers, not just because they're delicious, but because they carry my good memories. In the early 1980s, a new noodle shop was opened near my home, with a special corn business, and every morning the shop was open, and the door was already full of crowds, long dragons and accelerators. The man who bought it, the man who had the hot air, the man who had the fun of it, the man who didn't buy it, waiting for the next one to come out, the man who came late, the last one to come home empty-handed, and the man who came back. Now that I'm retired, I'm starting to develop all kinds of good food, and when I see young people and friends at home eating all kinds of good food that they make themselves, I feel sweet, a sense of happiness and achievement. It's time for the pumpkins to go on the market, and I've made a cobbler out of pumpkins, with no cutter, with no flowers, with no color, with yellow colours, with beautiful shapes, with soft tweezers, with a very attractive appetite。