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It is very hot today. My mother bought me a cup of ice cream, which is chocolate ice milk. This cup of ice cream is white, with several black stripes on it, like small black earthworms, like bamboo shoots covered with a thick layer of snow, and like a small white house. My eyes have been fixed on that cup of ice cream, and I really want to swallow it in one gulp, but I want to taste it slowly. I finally got home and couldn't wait to open the plastic cup. The exposed ice cream gave off a faint milk smell. I took a bite, tasted the cold sweetness and slowly melted in my mouth bit by bit. In this hot summer, the cold flowed into my heart and then into my whole body. I enjoy this cold bit by bit. This cold is icy, and it has reached my body. This cold is sweet, sweet to my heart.