一个星期天的早晨,正在看书的我突然听见肚子传来一阵阵“咕咕”的叫声,这才发觉还没吃早饭呢。我来到厨房间,打开冰箱准备翻找一些面包和牛奶来充饥。这时,在装着鸡蛋的盒子旁边,一个塑料盒子引起了我的注意。这是什么?怎么会在冰箱?难道是什么好吃的?我将这个塑料盒子轻轻地拿到桌子上,细细地打量着、揣摩着。精细的包装上面有几个五彩缤纷的格子,盒子被透明胶带一层又一层地包裹着,透露出了一种神秘感。 One Sunday morning, I was reading a book I suddenly heard waves coming from the stomach, “Cuckoo ” cry, only to find that I have not eaten breakfast yet. I came to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator ready to find some bread and milk to eat. At this moment, a plastic box caught my attention beside the box with eggs. What is this? How come in the refrigerator? Is it delicious? I gently put the plastic box on the table, carefully looked at, try to figure out. Fine packaging above a few colorful grid, the box was wrapped in transparent tape layer by layer, revealing a sense of mystery.