从老师家里推门而出,还未走出小区大门,便听见那一声声敞亮的卖叫声:“卖甜酒喽……卖甜酒喽……”甜酒是江南有名的小吃,家家户户都爱喝上几口,我家也不例外。这吆喝声不经意唤醒了我肚里的馋虫,于是我三步并两步走到跟前:“买一斤!”不知怎的,我被自己突如其来的豪迈惹笑了,竟无缘无故地从甜酒联想到了花和尚。我早就记不起那清澈的甜酒是什么滋味,只记得总有一抹笑意荡漾在心间。 Push the door from the teacher out of the house, have not yet out of the cell door, they heard the voice of the open selling loudly: “sell liqueur myself ... sell the sweet wine myself ... ” sweet wine is a famous snack in Jiangnan, every household All love to drink a few mouth, my home is no exception. This shouts inadvertently awakened my cramped insects, so I walked three steps and two steps in front: “buy a pound! ” Somehow, I was his suddenly unexpected heroic, actually for no reason Reminiscent of the monk from the sweet wine. I have long been remembered what that clear liqueur taste, just remember there is always a touch of smile in the heart of a smile.