闭上眼,看不见夜的黑暗,心里期待着明天快快到来。因为我好想知道老大垂涎三尺的豆角包到底是什么滋味——那是明天的早餐。忽然开始想念以前漫长的假期,那一串串悠闲的时光总伴着毫无规律的早餐。又一次睡到糊涂才起床,外出,看到一家小店门前堆满比人还高的蒸笼,店里人来人往,生意红火。我走进去,清清嗓子:“嗯,老板,有包 Close your eyes, can not see the darkness of the night, my heart is looking forward to coming soon. Because I really want to know what the boss mouth-watering beanbag in the end what is the taste - it is tomorrow’s breakfast. Suddenly began to miss the long holiday before, a string of leisurely time always accompanied by irregular breakfast. Once again sleep until confused to get up, go out to see a small shop in front of more than a steamer filled with people, the store coming and going, prosperous. I walked in, cleared my throat: ”ah, the boss, there are packages