小时候一听到戴白帽子阿姨，推着冰淇淋车叫卖，就攥起五毛钱寻声飞奔。而如今五毛一颗冰棍的时代一去不复返，冰淇淋车开着开着就开进了记忆深处，唯一不变的，是我们对冰淇淋的喜爱。我们依旧穿梭在城市的各个角落...
when I was a child hearing wearing a white hat aunt, pushed the ice cream truck to hawk, fist with five cents in search of the sound ran. And now the era of five cents a popsicle to not return, the ice cream truck open open drove into the depths of memory, the only constant is our love for ice cream. We are still around the city in every corner...
