Write a 600-word composition on popcorn.

Write a 600-word composition on popcorn.

popcorn

I remember when I was a child, whenever the Spring Festival approached, there was always an old man pulling a scooter and carrying popcorn tools into the city. The old man struggled to pull the car in front, and we rushed forward, pushing and pulling, just to eat delicious popcorn early. When the old man set up a popcorn tool in a corner, the friends rushed home to tell the family the good news, then took a dime or two, scooped up a bowl of rice, flew to the old man and stood in line consciously. The old man took a jar with him as a measuring instrument. A can of rice weighs about a kilo. It only takes 20 cents to pop three cans of popcorn.

The old man was very absorbed in eating popcorn, leaning forward slightly, pulling the bellows in his left hand and shaking the black round iron pot full of popcorn in his right hand. The bellows wheezed, the round jar creaked, and the air was filled with the attractive smell of popcorn. After a period of waiting, in our anxious expectation, the old man finally looked at the instrument with an inscrutable expression, said "yes", then straightened up and tied the two ends of the dark iron pot with a greasy sack. At this time, the friends quickly fled. The little ones are scared to hide behind the big ones, while the big ones cover their ears tightly with their hands. In fear, I heard a bang, and delicious glistening popcorn came out. We ran around.

At this time, put a handful of hot and fragrant popcorn in your mouth and melt it slowly. That sweetness is really rare in the world. At that time, most families lived in poverty, but adults always tried their best to explode a few pots of rice flowers and hide them at home before the Chinese New Year. Slightly wealthy families will also explode some soybeans and broad beans. In short, take what can explode. As soon as the Spring Festival is over, adults will take out big bags of rice flowers to feed the children.

On the first day of New Year's Day, friends laughed and laughed all the way, playing with New Year's greetings. Every time you go to a house, you can get a bag of popcorn from your host. In the end, everyone's fat cotton-padded jacket pockets were full. It was our best time.

Many years later, we have grown into big children, and popcorn is no longer a rarity. Nowadays, it is difficult to find traditional popcorn in the street. Although the popcorn sold in the shop is beautiful in color and smells sweet, like cream, it always feels that something is missing, and my heart is inevitably a bit melancholy and lonely.

Passing through the street the other day, I saw a group of children watching curiously around a popcorn stand, but there was no such excitement and joy as when we were waiting in line as children. I feel a little sorry that I didn't hear the children's excitement and joy.

At the moment when the popcorn was baked, I habitually covered my ears, as if I had returned to my lost childhood. I vaguely saw the figure of the old popcorn man and smelled the mellow smell of popcorn. ...