“嚓,嚓,嚓——”不用说,这肯定是锅铲碰到锅子时发出的“尖叫”声,此响一出,安妮怎么都睡不着了。安妮关于早晨的记忆都和嚓嚓声有关,当然,还有牛奶甜甜的香气以及火腿煎蛋的香味儿。不过,真正唤醒她的,是锅铲最后一记快活地敲打锅沿的脆响。安妮觉得妈妈的锅铲比妈妈本人快活多了,她很少笑,惜字如金,还总是皱着个眉头,把所有愁怨都写在脸上。安妮却不一样,简单快乐,善于将生活中的一切小惊喜收藏起来。“哎哟,妈妈,我吃好了,我要去森林里看看啄木鸟……”想到这里,她赶忙咕咚咚灌下杯里剩下的牛奶。一滴调皮的小奶珠“吧嗒”一声掉到桌上,印成一个可爱的小猫爪。 Needless to say, this is surely a “scream” sound from the spatula hitting the pot, and it rang so loudly that Annie could not sleep anymore. Annie’s memories of morning are all related to the click, of course, the sweet aroma of milk and the smell of ham and omelette. However, what really awakens her is the last of the spatula to beat the pan along the pan. Annie felt Mom’s spatula more happy than the mother himself, she laughed, cherish words such as gold, but also always frowned, all the grudges are written in the face. Annie is different, simple and happy, good at all the little surprises in life collection. “Oh, Mom, I ate well, I’m going to the woods to see Woodpecker ...” “Here, she hurriedly poured the remaining milk in the cup. A drop of naughty little baby ”Bar clatter " fell to the table, printed into a cute kitten claws.