星期天,我来到外婆家。外婆养的每一只鸡都长得胖乎乎的,像南极的小企鹅。有的鸡大摇大摆,“噗哧噗哧”拍打着翅膀;有的鸡昂首挺胸,无视别人的存在;有的鸡“咯咯咯”地哼着小曲儿,开心地向草坪走去……我又看了看别人家的鸡,骨瘦如柴,走起路来无精打采。我问外婆:“外婆,别人家的鸡那么瘦,可您喂的鸡怎么这么胖呢?”外婆笑着说:“因为我们家的鸡吃夜宵呀!”我急着想弄个究竟。 Sunday, I came to my grandmother. Each of the grandmother’s chickens grows chubby, like the little penguins of Antarctica. Some chicken swagger, “puff puff” flapping wings; some chicken hold their heads high, ignoring the existence of others; some chicken “giggle” humming a little song, happily walked to the lawn ... I looked at other people’s chickens, scrawny, walked listlessly. I asked my grandmother: “Grandmother, other people’s chicken is so thin, but how can you feed the chicken so fat?” “Grandmother said with a smile: ” Because our family’s chicken eat supper! "I am anxious to get a exactly.