Daily writing.
I walked to the door of the cupboard, took two bottles of soy milk, sat down and stared at Taro. I touched my stomach, which kept growling. I was really hungry. My face looked slightly sad, and I felt bitter, as if I was standing in a vast and boundless field, with empty eyes that could only see through the autumn water and stare at the dim sky. Finally, my rice came, and there was nothing like the smell of dry rice! I said to this taro: "Dry rice, dry rice!!"
Nothing tastes like dry rice! Have you eaten today~
Hahahahahahaha