There is no green leaves of the background, how can the beauty of flowers? No books influenced how science and technology development? No Itoku How can the world beautiful? Similarly, no salt, even the good food has no taste. It was a quiet night, but also exudes sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance, I broke the silence, "Mom, you love me? You Shuoai like?"
Mom froze a moment, and then a laugh, unhurried, said: "Of course I love you啦, because you are my daughter, love - like the salt bar!"
I almost laughed out of, love how the salt would be like the bland? However, looked at the mother looked all seriousness, I hasten to laugh pharynx back.
The next day, the birds tits, to greet the new arrival of the day, the sun climbed the horizon, the 10000 light Saxiang earth. I opened his eyes a look, strange, how did not hear my mother call me to eat breakfast? Turned itself inside out, saw her mother slightly red forehead, I touched a bit, really hot! I hasten to handle lightning shrink back, and my heart thought: well, my mother has a fever! Breakfast, no one burned. At this time, my heart suddenly produced an idea: it-yourself burn to the mother to eat. Say do your job, I am surrounded apron, picked up the shovel blade, and to break eggs, tomatoes chopped, but also took a bowl of rice, the oil poured into the pot covered with lid ... ... Finally, all completed ! Listening to the voice inside the wok, I can not help but think: my mother in the rice flavor li Xin Xinran opened his eyes, how wonderful! When I put tomatoes, Egg Fried Rice-side to her mother, she was surprised to eat up and kept saying: "It's delicious, delicious!" I sung a little rice into the mouth, insidious, no taste, I peremptorily spit out the rice, the original no salt ah! Suddenly, I understand what
Love, like salt, as commonplace, but unavoidable!
Love, like salt, like Youziyouwei life of the flavoring agent ah!