小时候总是想长大，却只是认为长大后没有人可以管我了。可是在那件事之后，终于知道什么叫长大。
When I was a child, I always wanted to grow up, but I just thought that when I grew up, no one could control me anymore. But after that incident, I finally understood what it means to grow up.
不记得清楚的时间，只记得在一个秋天，清风萧萧，让人心中自生陶醉之情。
I don't remember the exact time, I only remember one autumn day, with a cool breeze that made people feel intoxicated in their hearts.
那天妈妈生病了，浑身上下没有力气，到了中午还没有吃午饭。我走到门边轻轻地说：“妈，要不我去楼下买点东西吃？”然后听到一阵似风一样轻的声音：“我不饿，你去自己买点吧。”我已经很饿了，想起早上的剩米饭，我打算让它成为我的午餐。作文吧 WWW.zuOwEnBa.Net
That day, my mother fell ill and had no strength all over her body. By noon, she hadn't had lunch yet. I walked up to the door and whispered, 'Mom, why don't I go downstairs and buy something to eat?' Then I heard a gentle voice like the wind: 'I'm not hungry, you can go buy something for yourself.' I was already very hungry and remembered the leftover rice from the morning. I planned to make it my lunch.
虽然妈妈和爸爸教过我一点做饭的要点，比如说：开火，关火，搅蛋液啊……但这可是第一次真正做饭，难免有些许紧张。
Although my mom and dad taught me some cooking tips, such as turning on the fire, turning off the heat, and stirring the egg mixture... but this is my first time actually cooking, so I can't help but feel a little nervous.
在一阵自我鼓励下，拿起两个鸡蛋打入碗里，可还是很生疏，一些散碎的蛋壳一起掉入了碗中，等都挑出来才开始搅拌。搅拌的时候双手很不自在的转动着，可蛋清和蛋黄像调皮的儿童一样，怎么也混合不到一起。我只好把蛋黄刺破，才肯乖乖听话的融合起来。
Under a wave of self encouragement, I picked up two eggs and poured them into a bowl, but it was still unfamiliar. Some scattered eggshells fell into the bowl together, and I waited until they were all picked out before starting to stir. When stirring, the hands were spinning uncomfortably, but the egg whites and yolks couldn't mix together like mischievous children. I had to puncture the egg yolk before I could obediently blend it together.
在一番争斗后，把米饭下入锅中。立马就听到“咝咝”声，吓得我汗毛都立起来了。白白胖胖的米饭先生穿上油亮亮的衣服，迎接着自己穿黄色长裙的蛋液女士。它们在碗里翻滚，不一会就闻到了浓浓的香味。
After a struggle, put the rice into the pot. I immediately heard a sizzling sound, which scared me so much that my hair stood on end. Mr. Rice, who was white and chubby, put on his shiny clothes and greeted the egg rich lady in his yellow long dress. They rolled in the bowl and soon smelled a strong fragrance.
也许，当时那种与平常蛋炒饭不同的气味就是长大的滋味吧！
Maybe the smell different from the ordinary egg Fried Rice at that time was the taste of growing up!