一直以为做饭是一件很难的事情,直到我拿起炒锅点上火,心中的恐惧也还未退去。做饭,到底是什么感觉呢?比起吃父母做好的饭有什么不同吗?一棵葱,两个西红柿,两个鸡蛋,我盯着眼前的食材,闷闷地叹了口气。明晃晃的菜刀摆在面前,畏惧感一点一点地增强。怎么办?要退缩吗?今天还是不做饭了吧?改天再说?我摇了摇头,很快甩掉了这个想法,既然都已经决定了,为什么还要放弃呢?拿起了菜刀。 Always thought that cooking is a very difficult thing, until I picked up the frying pan lit the hearts of the fear has not receded. What is the difference between cooking and eating? What is the difference between eating a parent’s rice and eating a green onion, two tomatoes and two eggs? Bright kitchen knife in front of a little bit of fear to enhance. What to do? To shrink? Today or not to cook it? Another day? I shook my head and quickly get rid of this idea, since they have decided, why should give up? Pick up the kitchen knife.