Breakfast that year was beautiful. In life, different people have different choices about beautiful words. Some people like lyrical and beautiful writing, while others like classic and beautiful writing. And good English can make people settle down. The following is the breakfast English I shared for you. Welcome to read!

That year's breakfast, Mei Wen 1, gently stirred with soy milk, the fragrance was intoxicating. It's the same shop, where I sit quietly, my thoughts flying through the warm morning light. In a trance, I saw you come into my sight, with crisp voice, charming laughter, elegant footsteps and delicate fragrance.

I remember that year, when I had breakfast every day, I would come here early and sit in this place. I'm waiting for a girl like Xiao Fang. She has beautiful big eyes and long braids, because she also comes here for breakfast every day.

At that time, we were simple. When you see me, you will always smile and occasionally sit at my desk. We are no strangers, because in a village, I live on this side of the village and you live there. But we don't know each other very well, because when I was twelve, my parents moved my home here, and I haven't lived here for a long time. When I was young, this place was not my hometown, so we couldn't play together. But we all have the habit of coming here for breakfast. You don't know that I have actually formed the habit of coming here to have breakfast for you.

At that time, we were simple. In the third grade of primary school, we are in the same school, the same grade, but different classes. In every corner of the school, including the playground, I am often used to capturing your figure, and then from a distance, your braid flutters back and forth, and your figure flies like a butterfly. I remember once in the school library, I was reading the romance of the Three Kingdoms, and you were looking at the flowers in the mirror. You suddenly come over and ask, "I want to read your book. Can I exchange it?" I didn't understand until a long time later, if you don't like me, how can you strike up a conversation?

At that time, we were simple and simple, and it was always like this until junior high school and high school. Finally, one day, I got up the courage to ask you to play. Finally, one day, I can hold your hand, walk on the stone bridge, walk on the river, ride a bike and cross the streets. Jiangnan ancient town, a land of plenty, whether it's a stone bridge, a rain lane, a bamboo forest or an awning boat, all have our footprints, and our songs are floating. At that time, we will cry for fallen leaves, grieve for wild geese, laugh for spring and rejoice for flowers. That's how boys and girls here played after the 1970s.

At that time, we were simple. You will lean on my shoulder, and I will play a song "Shanghai Beach" and "Happy Mountain" for you with the harmonica. Occasionally go to the only cinema in town, popcorn for a few cents, soda cans for a few cents. See Heroes from Ancient Times and Lin Yuan. Later, you graduated from kindergarten, worked in kindergarten, and laughed like a child king. One day you jokingly said to me, "You are glib, like an old slick." After a pause, he blushed and said, "But I want to make soybean milk."

In my eyes, you have all the specialties of a girl from an ancient town in the south of the Yangtze River. You are as beautiful as a butterfly, as free and easy as white clouds, as elegant as Liu Xufei, as gentle as water waves, as pure as jasper, as fragrant as tea, and as elegant as poetry. You should be like a beauty in the Tang Dynasty, classical, elegant and dignified. I never thought you would compare yourself to soybean milk. What do you think of a girl's mind?

But I still like your sentence. I wonder if it has something to do with love. I am drunk and feel full of happiness. Fried dough-strips soybean milk, isn't it a perfect match?

Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? I had countless fantasies about the future and breakfast in a certain year. Lazy Chen Xu shone into his kitchen through the glass window, with a plate of bean paste buns, a few fried dough sticks and two bowls of soybean milk. I am a young man in the prime of life, and you are a bride with waist-length hair. You sat opposite me and looked at me with a charming smile. Then, you will smile and say, "breakfast is very simple, so make do with it. There is still plenty of time."

Then, I am a middle-aged man who has experienced many vicissitudes. You are a yellow-faced woman and a half-old Xu Niang. You sat opposite me and looked at each other. At that time, maybe we had a room full of children, and the family ate warm meals together and lived a simple life, but they were healthy.

Until my teeth are broken and you are white-haired, or in your own kitchen, you and I hug each other to keep warm and watch the breakfast on the table. Just looking, looking. At that moment, if you mumble to me, "Are you still looking forward to this breakfast?" At that moment, I will say to you, "If there is an afterlife, why not marry me again?"

Although fantasy is fantasy after all, it is a bit childish and wishful thinking, but at that time my life was very full and full. That was my happiest time.

The ideal is full, the reality is skinny, and the good times always pass by in a hurry, very short, very short. Why did you feel melancholy at that time and at the moment when you should have continued?

I have many brothers and my family conditions are average. Your parents seem disappointed. I know they don't like me. So I cut off my studies. I want to work in the city. I want to earn a lot of money. I want to visit your house with a bride price. However, the complexity of society and the hardship of the world are far beyond my imagination. What I learned in class is basically useless. I have to move bricks and stir sand at the construction site, and I have to bend over. Years of hard work, not only remain uncorrupted, but also scarred and fell short.

So I can't step on your doorstep, so sometimes we can only have a few secret dates. So I learned later that your parents found you a blind date with a much better family than me. One day, you suddenly said to me, "Break up, I don't like you now." I know that you are a filial daughter and dare not go against your parents' wishes, but why is there still a trace of sadness, unwillingness and sadness in your eyes? I know you're lying. You have changed, you have become depressed, you have become unhappy, you have become uneasy, and you have become weak.

In March of that year, in March of the spring rain, you went to a distant place. From then on, the world became dim and the scenery became desolate. From then on, my world was frozen and it was difficult to see the sun. Aren't you coming back? I can't see your cheerful smile, your graceful posture, and your unbuttoning of the waterfall. I never thought you could do it without you. You don't know that I will be very unaccustomed from now on. You don't know that I will be afraid of loneliness from now on.

By the bridge, on the Lion Mountain, in the bamboo forest and by the clear water, I walked silently in the place where we used to play together. I'm pursuing, I'm looking for, I'm capturing the rest of your fragrance. No matter how time passes, I can't take away the sadness in my heart. I often wander in my dreams. I have changed, become confused, become lonely, become jealous of alcohol and tobacco, and gradually become haggard and vicissitudes.

I want to leave this injured place, find a strange environment and try to heal this serious internal injury slowly. I hate, I hate God, I hate God why he just gave me candy, then turned around and slapped me hard. I will never forget the pain of this slap. Is this what life should be like? Is this a necessary pass for me when I grow up? Do I have to remember it all my life?

"Bai Yueguang, somewhere in my heart, so bright, but so cold, everyone has a period of sadness. . . . . . . "I like this song sung by Jeff Chang Shin-Che Shenche. Whenever I am in the dead of night and my mind is restless, I will listen to Bai Yueguang. "You are I can't say the injury, I want to forget, but can't help but recall. . . . . "Who can share with me.

Without the Iraqis around, the harmonica was out of tune. Just in my dream, I will play another "Happy Mountain" for you. Your laughter is bright, your eyes are bright, and your braids are still thick and long. How much I want to hug your shoulder, how much I want to catch a wisp of fragrance, and I have a lot to say to you. But when I woke up, only the silver moonlight shone on the lonely bed, which was three points helpless and seven points desolate with this strange place.

"When Qingming arrives, it is easy to be heartbroken, rainy and humid. A few yellow flowers can send condolences. Where is the double purple swallow, where is the forbearance, in pairs. I don't regret it for a short time. It's cold and the sun sets. I finally picked up the song and the tea smelled good. Sing the wine in the wind and look forward to it. "

I filled in this song "Jiangchengzi", called "Acacia Festival". This is dedicated to our past years, to acacia, and to emotional grief.

Time flies, years pass, without thinking, unforgettable. Who is pinning sadness and affection with words and singing in a low voice in the bleak moonlight? A heart shook, like a spider web after rain, broken, and can no longer experience the destruction of the wind. Who is sighing softly? Forget the past I don't want to remember.

If I hadn't returned to my hometown, if the town was still elegant, and if this breakfast shop was still in the old place, it reminded me of the past that I couldn't bear to remember, so I decided to come in and drink a bowl of soybean milk, and I wanted to feel whether it was as sweet as it was at the beginning.

More than ten years have passed, and the manager uncle of that year, although his hands and feet are a little slow now, is still enthusiastic. Today, I am sitting in this place again. I am quietly drinking soybean milk, thinking about what you said, and I can't help but feel sad, alas! In the next life, I will make fried dough sticks and you will make soybean milk. ...

Hunger and loneliness are two unbearable feelings of human beings, which are produced by the foraging consciousness and social consciousness inherited from genes in the process of animal evolution. They have a common feature, that is, when they are not satisfied, they will have a more negative feeling-fear.

In a fast-paced environment, no matter how busy you are, try to find time to spend with your family. If there are children at home, we should have at least one meal together every day. Sitting together as a family is the best way to eliminate these two feelings.

At Yue's request, she walked home with her. It was past six o'clock when we arrived at the door of Yue's house. It was already dark, and the street lamps on both sides of the road were already on.

Stop, stop.

"Come to my house for dinner tomorrow," Yue said.

"When?" "Half past six in the morning." "So early, now?"

"Parents' life, but the decision is up to me." Yue said, and looked at his left hand.

"Do you want to bring a home gift?" Zhi Ming asked weakly.

"Word of mouth says that students can go home empty-handed."

"All right!" Zhi Ming answered a little blankly.

This is also the first time to see Yue's parents. Although I sent Yue home once in high school, I don't have to say hello at the door. Besides, her parents-in-law were not at home at that time, so naturally she is not so nervous now.

"Lou and help you to recognize. You will not be late tomorrow, will you? "

"Well, I remember." "Well, I went in, goodbye! Remember not to do unnecessary things. " Yue once again reminded not to return empty-handed, so as not to be smart.

"Remember, go in, goodbye!"

Today is the weekend. I'm not going back to the school dormitory. After seeing Yue off, I originally planned to go home directly by car. After all, I was really tired after walking so much in the afternoon. Now, such a thing suddenly appeared, which made Zhi Ming's thoughts a little confused. He is hesitating whether to walk home to clear his mind.

"DuDu!" -SMS tone.

Open the message, it's from Yue Fa, "Go home early, don't think about it!"

Zhi Ming scratched his head, answered "Yes", and then went directly to the platform, ready to go home by car. "Anyway, someone will protect it, and it is estimated that there will be no big mistakes."

Sweet dreams all night.

The next day,1October 10, was a perfect day. Although the alarm clock was set to go off at 5: 30, by 5: 00, I still couldn't close my eyes and looked straight at the ceiling.

After washing, it was not bright yet, and I wandered all the way out. When I arrived at the door of Yuejia, the street lamp was still on, and I always felt that I had never been so nervous about the college entrance examination.

"Go, go in!" Yue came out to meet him.

"Get up so early?" "I knew you would come early. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Yue's home is on the first floor.

Yue called "coming!" .

Yue's parents came to say hello.

The whole family is wearing casual sportswear with hats. Yue is wearing pink, Yue's mother is wearing white and Dad is wearing plain blue. At first glance, Yue looks exactly like her mother, with short hair. On the contrary, this contrast makes the wisdom of wearing trousers and shirts stand out.

Zhiming said, "Hello, uncle and aunt, excuse me!"

Mom said, "no, no, come and sit inside." I just got back from home and haven't tidied up yet. It's a little messy Forget it. "

Dad went on to say, "Make yourself at home."

Just about to change shoes, Yue at the back pushed his back and motioned for him to go in quickly.

Still extremely nervous, Zhi Ming looked around without slippers, so He Yue entered the door in tandem.

When I entered the door, Zhi Ming was a little dumbfounded, which was completely different from what I expected.

It took a lot of thought to decide what to wear before going out.

Yue told himself that his parents are middle and high-level foreign companies, and his family should be relatively rich. The decoration can't be said to be luxurious. It is not modern fashion but also classical retro, and it is often played on TV dramas. Therefore, the formal dress of a suit shirt will naturally not lose too many impression points, and it can also be multiplied by the environment when sitting down.

The scene before us was greatly unexpected.

First of all, the entrance is not marble or floor, but pebbles. There is a pond about one meter wide along the wall. Koi fish in red, white, red, white and other colors swam slowly in the pond. A transparent glass covers the pond between the porch and the living room. Zhi Ming walked through the glass and watched koi fish swim under his feet. I'm afraid the glass was accidentally broken.

Walking into the living room, what caught Zhi Ming's attention was a mini-version of Taihu Rock rockery. There are some green plants on the rockery, and the slow water flows from the outlet above the rockery into the semi-circular pond below, like a thin waterfall, with several water lilies floating on the surface of the pond.

In front of the living room is the floor-to-ceiling glass door leading to the garden. On the left and right walls, the brackets made of beige wood strips are covered with vines with various green branches and leaves. Looking down the vines, they all merged into the white plastic round tube between the pond and the wall. There is a 42-inch LCD TV hanging in the middle of a vine on one wall. The TV is on, which is the pause picture of Need for Speed. It should be someone who played ps2 before.

There is a park bench that can accommodate three people in front of the TV. On the right of the bench is the trash can of the frog with its mouth open that I saw in the zoo when I was a child, and on the left is the street lamp.

Yue pushed forward with his back.

Walking into the living room, the kitchen is on the left. The kitchen is quite big, but the decoration is nothing special. There is a striking device in the corner of the kitchen table, which is similar to a big apple cut horizontally. Its diameter is about one meter. There is a white pillar in the middle to support the base and the cut half. Half of the base is planted with all kinds of vegetables with lighting devices on it.

Between the living room and the kitchen, there is a Zhang Mo red square table surrounded by four long benches of the same color, which should be a dining table.

There is a great contrast between the visual picture and the ideas in my mind, and Zhi Ming is a little stunned.

Yue pushed and sat down on the bench in front of the TV, and then ran to the kitchen to help her mother prepare breakfast. Yue's father turned off the ps2 and sat beside him.

"The house is a mess. I just got back and haven't had time to clean up. " Yue's father took out a cigarette from his cigarette case and said while lighting it.

"This is the first time I have seen such decoration," Zhi Ming replied.

"How do you feel?" Yue's father asked a little proudly.

"Just like in the park."

"Well, these plants and landscapes were designed by Yue's mother, and I helped her make the water circulation system."

"Don't these plants use soil?"

"It's all hydroponics, and it's connected with the fish water in the pool and recycled. There is a filtration system inside the fake Taihu Stone. "

"It's amazing."

Yue's father waved his hand and said, "It's all hobbies. I heard that you studied science in college? What major? "

"It should be engineering, ac," Zhi Ming replied.

"oh? Haven't you been drawing? Why don't you take an art school? " Yue's father asked.

"I was going to take the exam. Later, I felt that the art school might not be able to support itself immediately. I want to develop in the direction of animation after graduation, so I want to learn some computer skills in college. As a result, my college entrance examination score was not enough and I was transferred to ac major. "

Yue's father nodded. "What are you studying now?"

"Freshman is mainly advanced mathematics, some basic courses of general physics, and some C language programming in computer."

"Ha ha, then we are half a colleague. Are you dumping something? " Yue's father is a little excited and feels that he has the same language.

"I am learning some software of maya and 3dmax, and I feel that animation will develop into 3d animation in the future."

"You are wrong, you are wrong. For animation, 2d is more expressive than 3d. Don't go astray. "

"Why? Aren't Toy Story and Nemo made in 3d by software like MAYA? " I'm a little confused. What I asked Yue's father was completely different from my own thoughts.

"Do you know how big the software team is behind making a separate Titanic sea scene to write plug-ins for MAYA software? After all, animation is a story-telling, and the aesthetic feeling of the picture is completely sufficient in 2d expression. Do you watch Japanese animation? People have been gone for so many years, why not switch to 3d animation? "

After listening to Yue's father's words, he seems to feel a little reasonable, but he still wants to make it clearer, so as to completely break his idea of 3d production.

"Reasonable, uncle, that I ask again, now 3d movies and 3d TV is not also beginning to heat up? Isn't this the future trend? "

"Ha ha, those are lies to the brain. Do you want to wear glasses when watching 3D movies and 3D TV now? "

"Well, yes."

"That is through two cameras shooting at the same time, using the illusion of the human brain, to produce the effect of 3d. Let me ask you something, "Yue's father said. He was a little excited about his business and picked up his cigarette case. "With two eyes, is this cigarette case three-dimensional?"

Zhi Ming nodded.

"You close one eye and see if this cigarette case is still three-dimensional?"

Zhi Ming nodded again.

"Do you think the pictures showing 3d are related to people's eyes?"

"What does that matter?" Zhi Ming shook his head in understanding and continued to ask.

"Picture resolution ..." Yue's father was happy when Yue ran over and interrupted their conversation.

"Well, well, it's time for dinner, dad. Really, he kept talking. Zhi Ming went home for dinner for the first time, and he didn't have a bottom. "

"Ha ha, occupational diseases, occupational diseases."

Although Yue's words were not finished, he accepted the suggestion that the direction of 3d animation needs to be revised. Time's father got up and came to the table. Under the greeting of his father, Yue sat down.

"Young man, study hard and have a bright future." Yue's father added. "Dad!" Yue let out a cry at a side, reminding dad to stop talking.

"good! All right! All right! Eat, eat. "

Yue and his mother began to serve breakfast. There are four big white plates with four square golden omelets, two sausages on the left, three or four kinds of vegetables neatly arranged on the right, and two tomatoes directly above the plate. It's simple, but the color matching looks comfortable.

Yue took four more cups, took out a box of milk from the refrigerator, poured it on the four cups, handed it to his father and each of them a fork. Mom and Yue also sat down.

"Come, come, come, touch it first, and the family will be round!" Yue's father picked up the milk cup and suggested that the four of them touched it, took a sip and put it down.

"Zhi Ming, isn't it strange to invite you to breakfast?" Yue's mother asked.

"Well, I heard from Yue that your family basically only eats breakfast together."

"Well, dad usually comes back from work late at night, but the family always gets together every day, so we decided to have breakfast together."

"Breakfast is the most important thing in our family." Yue added beside.

"Well, good," Zhi Ming answered over breakfast. "It's delicious. This egg smells like milk. "

"The butter used is more nutritious. I'm afraid you can't get used to it."

"To eat, to eat! This milk seems to taste different, too. "

"Well, skim, it tastes a little strange, doesn't it?"

"No, no, catchy."

"Zhi Ming, are you free all day today?" Yue's father asked.

"yes."

"Shall we go for an outing?"

Not knowing how to answer, he turned his eyes to Yue on the other side and asked for help.

"It's okay to go together. After dinner, you should go home and change. By the way, get the bike ready. We will call your home and meet you again. " Yue told the plan.

"Well, all right." Zhi Ming nodded.

Talking and laughing after breakfast.

"Dad, Mom, I'll see Zhi Ming out first." Yue said to his parents.

"Ok, ok, see you tomorrow." Yue's parents said as they walked the bus to the door.

"Okay, uncle and aunt. See you later. Breakfast is delicious. Thank you for your hospitality. "

"Don't be too stranger, just keep your mouth shut."

"Let's go, let's go!" Yue pushed out the door.

"how about it? How does it feel? " Yue asked, who breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's totally different from what I thought."

"Well, well, they are a pair of stooges, and you will know later."

"Does your father still play PS2?"

"Not my dad. They all play, including PS2, XBOX and WII. Once I got up to go to the toilet at night and saw the light in the living room on, so I came out to have a look. As a result, they were boxing with the WII and said they had a fight. In any case, they are a pair of alternative parents. "

"Ha ha, very good."

"Well, you will know. Go back and put on your sportswear. Dressing like this will make you look different. "

"Well, I thought so just now."

Yue took the bus to the station, waved goodbye and turned to go home.

Zhi Ming stood on the bus and breathed a sigh of relief. His heart, which he had been carrying before, was put down, and the bus crossed the Unity Bridge several stops and returned to his home.

Strange family, strange breakfast, but warm feeling.