生活中的情趣有佷多,让人无法忘记的却佷少……在我心中,它虽然普通,但它并不平凡;它虽然简单,但它并不朴素。父亲并不是一个会做饭的人。从我记事起,家中的一日三餐外加下午茶和夜宵,都是由母亲亲自做的。可是,在母亲换了工作后,她的时间表就像上帝故意安排过似的,完全与我的生活规律交错开来,除了早餐能够勉强应付,晚饭就是她插着翅膀也来不及飞回来给我做了。于是我的父亲——我那只会煮 It is not trivial in my heart that it can not be forgotten, though it is ordinary, it is simple, but it is not simple. My father is not a man who cooks. From my own memoirs, my family’s three meals a day plus afternoon tea and supper, are done by the mother himself. However, after her mother changed jobs, her timetable was as God deliberately arranged and completely intertwined with the laws of my life. Except breakfast could barely cope with it, dinner was flying with her wings too late to give me Done. So my father - I just cook