像往常一样,我在闹铃声中睁开眼。来到饭桌前,我见到仍是一碗白粥和两个鸡蛋好不生气,记得昨晚再三叮嘱过母亲,早饭要换换样式,可到头来她仍对我的话置之不理。“怎么又是白粥和鸡蛋?你何时考虑过我的感受啊?”我愤愤地拎起书包摔门而去,只留下了母亲呆呆伫立的身影。 As usual, I opened my eyes in the alarm. When I came to the dinner table, I was still angry with a bowl of white porridge and two eggs. I remember repeatedly reminding my mother last night that I had to change my breakfast style, but at the end she still ignored me. “How are white porridge and eggs? When did you consider my feelings ah?” "I picked up the bag angrily picked up the door, leaving only the mother standing blankly figure.