小时候,妈妈掀开蒸笼的盖子,我就急不可待地去咬一口热气蒸腾的包子,结果常常是被烫得嘴起水泡,烂了,生疼生疼的。妈妈劝阻不及,只能在一旁心疼地说,这孩子,急什么呀,不能等凉了呀。北方故乡有许多杏树,常常在果子还青涩瘦小时,我们几个小孩就偷偷地爬上去,摘一怀抱,每一个 When I was a child, my mother opened the lid of the steamer, and I could not wait to bite a steaming steamed buns. The result was often blistered, rotten, and painful. Mother discouraged, can only be distracted to say that this child, anxious what ah, can not wait for the cold ah. There are many native apricot trees in the north, often in the fruit is also Sentimental thin hours, we secretly climb up a few children, pick a hug, each one