每天上学前,祖母总是点燃灶火,烧一锅锅巴泡饭,让我吃得浑身热乎乎的。尤其在冬天,吃了热气腾腾的锅巴泡饭,再也不怕刺骨的寒风了。不料,这几天祖母病了。在我的一再恳求下,她答应让我试试:自己烧锅巴泡饭。这天早晨,天蒙蒙亮,玻璃窗上凝结着冰花。我一起身就走进灶间,坐上小凳,点燃灶火。一根细小的木柴冒出一 Before going to school every day, my grandmother always ignited the kitchen fire, burning a pan of rice with bubbling rice and letting me eat my whole body warmly. Especially in the winter, eat a steaming pot of fried rice, no longer afraid of biting cold wind. Unexpectedly, these days, my grandmother is ill. In my repeated plea, she promised me to give it a try. This morning, the day was glittering, with ice crystals on the windows. I walked into the kitchen together, sit on the stool, lit stove. A tiny firewood emerges