盛夏午后,我和朋友一道坐于某家甜品店消暑,点的是一壶冰镇酸梅汤。“现在的酸梅汤都是酸梅粉调出来的,大概没有人尝过正宗酸梅汤的味道了。”“不,我尝过。”我不假思索地回答。窗外热气蒸腾,街道上鲜有行人,一切沉闷且迟缓,而记忆却插上了翅膀,迅疾地飞向邈远的过往。乌梅、甘草、陈皮、山楂静静 Summer afternoon, I sit in a dessert shop with my friends to cool off, the point is a pot of sour plum soup. “Now sour plum soup is sour plum powder tune out, probably no one tasted the authentic sour plum flavor. ” “No, I tasted. ” I replied without hesitation. Transient out of the window, there are few pedestrians on the streets, all dull and slow, but the memory is inserted wings, swiftly fleeting past. Ebony, licorice, dried tangerine peel, Hawthorn quiet