(center) There isn't a girl who doesn't love candy; even if she doesn't like eating it, she won't completely refuse. Reliving a childhood dream in the colorful world of candy That kind of sweetness soothes not only the taste buds but also the increasingly hardened heart in the city. A cup of tea and a few beautiful candies are her favorite afternoon snack. He said she always seemed like a child who hadn't grown up. She smiled. ||(center) In the past, our eyes were probably colored, otherwise, how could the bottles in our memories silently fill with the colors of fairies? In this pale era, it calls on us to find the fairy tales we've lost in time. Cantaloupe, cherries, apples, or blueberries? The candies in the little pouch can become a game of guessing and choosing again and again. And in childhood games, choices have no right or wrong, no hesitation; every outcome is bound to be sweet. Always wrapping the most beautiful part again and again. She liked to sit alone under the big tree, slowly counting the colorful treasures, unwilling to eat them, not realizing that the longer a delicacy stays, the more it will melt and spoil. A little boy gave a little girl a lollipop. The little girl treated it as the first rose in her life. The flower had the taste of summer and the ocean. In the days of youth, with him, the sky became very blue, the clouds became very light. Many years later, the girl once again learned to use candy as sweet as her heart, boiled into syrup, crafted into delicately carved treats. A small hand happily held it up. ‘Mom, this is a starfish!'Candy pieces fall into the years, fall into her palm, and eventually turn into sweet and slightly sour imprints. 
