There are many kinds of food in life. One life, one taste. Ah Chuan is busy outside all day because of work. He has seen all kinds of life and tasted all kinds of tastes. There was only one thing called emotion that gave him the ups and downs.
The taste is from the north, hemp from the west, sour and sweet from the east, and miscellaneous from the south. Every puff of fireworks tells a story. Every taste is a legend. After eating this meal, we continue to live. . .
Intention: After eating this meal, we will continue to live