热腾腾

在这冰天雪地、呵气成霜的数九寒冬清晨，母亲端上了一碗热腾腾、飘着葱花香油的牛肉手工小馄饨，瞬间驱散了寒意。

zài zhè bīng tiān xuě dì, hē qì chéng shuāng de shǔ jiǔ hán dōng qīng chén, mǔ qīn duān shàng le yī wǎn rè téng téng, piāo zhe cōng huā xiāng yóu de niú ròu shǒu gōng xiǎo hún tún, shùn jiān qū sàn le hán yì.

On this cold winter morning, when the sky was covered with ice and snow, and the air turned into frost, my mother served a bowl of hot handmade beef wontons with green onion and sesame oil, which instantly dispelled the chill.