夜,好静,静得听不见一点声音……偶尔回头,发现公寓楼里透出浅浅的灯光,橘红色。这是厨房的颜色,妈妈已煮好了饭,整个屋子里充满了饭菜的香味。这时弟弟总会抱着篮球一身汗味地冲进厨房,抓起一块鸡肉就往嘴里送,“饿死我了!”妈妈总会生气地叫他先洗手,那感觉暖暖 At night, it was so quiet that I couldn’t hear a little sound... I occasionally looked back and found that the light in the apartment building was light and orange. This is the color of the kitchen. My mother has cooked the meal. The whole house is filled with the aroma of the food. At this time, the younger brother always rushed into the kitchen with basketball sweating and grabbed a piece of chicken and sent it to his mouth. “Hungry for me!” Mom always asks him to wash his hands before he feels warm.