童年,像一本笔记本,记载着我美丽的足迹,那充满快乐的趣事让我回味无穷。种鸡蛋我生在农村,看见过农民伯伯种田。看着他们种瓜得瓜,种豆得豆,我好不羡慕。记得在我四岁那年,一天奶奶给我炒鸡蛋吃,看着那椭圆形的鸡蛋,我突发奇想:自己能不能“种蛋得蛋”呢?说不定我种蛋以后,就可以收到许多蛋,把蛋给奶 Childhood, like a notebook, records my beautiful footprint, that full of fun stories make me aftertaste. I was born in rural areas eggs, saw peasant uncle farming. Watching them get melon seeds, beans were beans, I really envy. I remember when I was four years old, one day my grandmother scrambled eggs to eat, looked at the oval eggs, I suddenly wondered: can I “egg was egg”? Maybe I will be eggs after receiving a lot of Egg, give the egg to milk