Having a sweet tooth is my born happiness (or a sweet hell) that I can never escape from. When I was child, I was a slave belonged to sweetmeat. I could be gladly demanded to do any kind of the housework in order to get a piece of chocolate or biscuits. I cannot forget how beautiful, joyful, and inconceivable the feeling was when the sweetmeat was in my mouse the first time. It did put the forever favor on my time like a spell and made me want the sweet feeling more and more! Until now, I cannot get rid of the temptation of the sweetmeat; moreover, I always put a piece of chocolate in my backpack. Every time I take the chocolate out, I always share it with my friends. When they get a piece of chocolate, it is like a magic that spread all their faces a satisfied and joyful smiles. Anyway, no matter having sweet dessert alone or sharing with people, having a sweetmeat is my love-the-most happiness.
