Waiting for a midsummer night, melon sheds, leaf fans and stars. Waiting for a good season, meet reunion and year after year. We sit in the years, with the root mung bean Popsicle delicious bump full of, taste the refreshing fragrant glutinous, odor simple satisfaction; Changing time, the same taste of mung beans, everything is not as soft as you, everything is not as far away as you, taste a mouthful of mung bean sand in the continuous memories, the past is not like smoke.