Answer:
It comes from crystal and melts to a treat. Add it to your tea to make it sweet. What is it?
In the middle of night, I surround the gong. In the middle of sight, I end the song
I am the yellow hem of the sea's blue skirt.
A precious gift, yet it has no end, no beginning, and nothing in the middle.
If you agree give me one of these.
Two little holes in the side of a hill. Just as you come to the cherry-red mill.