祖母爱吃苹果,尤其爱吃妈妈削的苹果。妈妈削苹果的姿势很漂亮。她温柔地拿起水果刀,飞快地在苹果上转着,果皮便宛如一只轻轻点过水面的燕子,时而向下,时而朝上,绕着苹果自由地飞舞。片刻之后,圆圆的苹果便呈现在我们面前,完美得就像一件艺术品。削完后,妈妈总会拿过碟子,将苹果一片片切好,递给祖母。那一瞬间,妈妈那写满微笑的双眼那么美丽。每当这时,祖母总会递给我几片,而我吃完后总是不懂事地 Grandmother loves apples, especially loving moms. Mother cut the apple posture is very beautiful. She gently picked up the fruit knife, quickly turned on the apple, the peel is like a swallow gently across the surface of the water, sometimes down, sometimes upward, flying freely around the apple. A moment later, round apples are presented to us, perfect as a work of art. After cutting, my mother always took the plate, cut a piece of apple, handed it to her grandmother. That moment, my mother’s smiling eyes so beautiful. Whenever this time, my grandmother will always give me a few pieces, and I always do not understand after eating