餐饮资讯
资讯导语
某有个蛮文艺的句子，叫“布衣不掩国色”。每回看到这句子，想到的常常不是那村里的小芳姑娘，我想到的，是此刻正在野地里随风摇曳的春花，还有那些看起来粗陋的美食。它们植根记忆深处，滋味甜过初恋。
One had a pretty literary sentence, named "national color cloth don't
mask". Every time to see this sentence, thought is often not the small
fang in the village girl, I think, is at the moment are swaying in the
field of spring flowers, and those who look rough food. They rooted deep
in the memory, taste sweet love.
