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明媚的早晨,当我半梦半醒地躺在床上,心神仍在流离时,就听见厨房内传出蒸汽机般的“嗤嗤”声,我便猜到是家里的高压锅又在辛勤地劳作了。只要妈妈步入我的房间,我总会打着呵欠,明知故问:“老妈,早上吃什么?”“粥。”果然不出我所料。于是,我又装模作样地抱怨:“啊!怎么又吃粥呀!”话虽这么说,可我还是冲向了餐桌。温州人喜欢吃粥,每天早晨千家万户都会响起一阵阵蒸汽交响乐。在
On the bright morning, when I was lying on my bed in half awake, my heart was still drifting away, and I heard the steamy “Chi Chi” sound in the kitchen. I could guess that the pressure cooker in the house worked hard. As long as my mother into my room, I always yawning, knowing: “Mom, what to eat in the morning?” “Porridge.” Really not what I expected. So, I am pretending to complain: “ah! How porridge ah!” Having said that, but I still rushed to the table. Wenzhou people like to eat porridge, every morning tens of thousands of households will ring bursts of steam symphony. in