Festival customs

Red bean meat

Red bean meat

VicentaLakin

Mom likes to eat red bean meat, and asks: "Bean don't be too soft, rice don't be too bad!" The Queen said, "That way, chew your head!" Every year at noon, there are no less than 300 fragrances, and the Queen Mother likes to give her to my relatives and friends, and every time she comes out of the pot, the Queen says, "To share, to be happy." My queen, you're very right, very good. And that's what I want... ..it's just, every year, I'm alone with the materials, I'm alone with the whole process, I'm soft with the twigs! But as long as you're happy, every day you dance with your old sister, walk with her, be happy with your daughter...
♪ Squirm-bull ♪

♪ Squirm-bull ♪

VicentaLakin

Every year there's a midday festival, and as the state begins the statutory day off at noon, it gives busy people more time to cook traditional holiday foods -- buns! It is also felt that the traditional festival has become a much bigger holiday than ever before. I love meat as a southerner. Near the seaside, it's even more intoxicating. The sacrificial sauce, the combination of soy sauce and seafood, the rich taste! It tastes more like you have me, I have you...
Sweet dates

Sweet dates

VicentaLakin

The dates are the taste of the northerners, and the dates are wrapped up because someone loves them. As a southerner, I thought I could only accept the sauce. I didn't know the dates tasted so attractive to me. I never liked rice. I could eat two in one breath. When she was a child, she planted a date tree in her yard, and every time she went to her home, I ran under the tree to see if it had any results, and then she ate the vine of the date tree: “This girl, standard food, says hello to the date tree every time she comes back, I don't even care.” And when it comes to the tree results, Grandma always leaves the date on the tree so that it matures, and then I'll take it off when I get back. The trees of the south are small, but sweet. You have no reason not to love it...
Red beans

Red beans

VicentaLakin

The Queen is still fond of red beans, and the request is that they should not be too soft, and the rice should not be too rotten! That's how you chew your head! The Queen Mother loves tea. I had to make a pot of tea and then come up on the balcony with the old man. The Queen Mother prefers to drink iron, and the old man tastes like me. For that reason, the Queen and the Grand Master are fighting each day for tea, hip-hop. I thought the problem would be solved, and who knows who's supposed to make the tea for my daughter, whether it's an iron bar or a Pu-Mo, and then it's over! In the end, I drank my mom and I drank the Iron Pronunciation, so that the Queen and the Grandfather would calm down for tea. There are old children, and they're happy.