Self-created food congress poems

Steamed dumplings are not only beautiful, but also delicious. As the saying goes, "move gently, lift slowly, open the window first, and then drink soup." But I can't care so much about hunger. Looking at the delicious steamed dumplings, my saliva would have "flown down three thousands of feet". I don't care about the image of a lady. I grabbed jiaozi and stuffed it in my mouth. It was so hot that I covered my mouth and cried. This time I learned my lesson and took a bite of the skin. Suddenly, the juice poured into my mouth. It is so mellow, moist and fragrant that I am immersed in it. ?