斜斜的阳光洒落在悠长的古道上,漫步其中,远远飘来一抹糖香。远远望去,一个头发花白的老爷爷正熟练地做着糖人,周围是满眼星光的小孩子。忽而,一声洪亮的吆喝声传来,贯穿千年……古往今来,糖人早已不再是一个新名词了。或许,在唐代的街道两侧,一群手拿铜钱的孩子也会守在那个摊前,他们专注地望着。然而,在我看来,他们望的早已不是糖人,而是满怀对那种手艺的赞赏与敬佩。我慢慢走近小小的糖人摊子,走近那位伟大的 The slanting sun shines on the long ancient road and strolls through it. Looking from afar, a grey-haired grandfather was skilled at making sugar, surrounded by starry children. Suddenly, a loud roar came through the millennium... Throughout the ages, the Sugar Man is no longer a new term. Perhaps, on both sides of the Tang Dynasty street, a group of children holding copper coins will also be kept in front of the booth and they will look intently. However, in my opinion, what they hope is already not a sugar man, but full of appreciation and admiration for that kind of craft. I slowly approached the little sugar man and approached the great one