Saturday, my grandma made dumplings, one of the dumplings like obedient little ducks swimming in the bowl. My in the mind have a little not to eat them. But the smell of fragrance and let me greedy slobber, I eat up tit-bit. But I eat dumplings, the heart have a kind of feeling can not tell. 星期六我奶奶家包饺子了,一个个的饺子像听话的小鸭子在碗里游来游去。 (共 433 字) [阅读本文] >>