星期天早上,我刚起床,就看见奶奶在厨房里忙着煎荷包蛋。我好奇地将脑袋凑过去,只见奶奶先往锅里倒一些油,接着熟练地将蛋壳磕破再打入鸡蛋,然后用锅铲翻几下,加入盐,这样一个小巧玲珑的荷包蛋就煎好了。好香哟,我的口水一点儿也不争气,差点儿流了出来。看着看着,我的手也开始变得痒痒的了,我也想煎呢。 On Sunday morning, I just got up and saw my grandmother busy frying eggs in the kitchen. Curiously, my head leaned forward and saw my grandmother poured some oil into the pan and then skillfully knocked the egg shell into the broken egg and then turned it over with a spatula to add salt. This small, exquisite egg poached All right. Good incense yo, my saliva did not disappoint a bit, almost flow out. Looked at, my hands began to become itchy, and I also want to fry it.