我好像闻到了茄子饼的香味。把身子往楼下探,却发现,厨房冷冷清清,没有人在烧饭。那茄子饼的香味也荡然无存了。原来那只是一场幻影。是不是一片带有香味,带有声音的记忆碎片,飘了过来,却像有意捉弄我似的,不让我看见影像?没想到我竟这么在乎茄子饼。茄子饼只是一种简单的小食,把腌好的猪肉糜夹在两片薄茄子中,裹上面糊,进油锅一炸,就可以吃了。小时候吃饭嘴刁,不 I seem to smell the aroma of eggplant cake. The body to go downstairs to explore, but found that the kitchen deserted, no one is cooking. The aroma of the eggplant cake is gone. It was just a phantom. Is not it a scented, sound-bearing memory fragment floating over, like trying to make fun of me like, let me see the image? Did not think I actually care so much eggplant cake. Eggplant cake is just a simple snack, pickled pork in the two pieces of thin eggplant mosaic, wrapped in batter, into the pan a fried, you can eat. When I was young, I did not eat anything