I made a love dish for my parents. Today is my birthday, not only the day when I accept everyone's blessings, but also the day when my mother suffers. So, today, I want to cook a dish for my parents. My parents have worked hard to raise me for more than ten years and have never complained. The ancients said that "filial piety is the first virtue", and the daughter has enjoyed the selfless love of her parents for more than ten years, so she should make a dish for her parents to show filial piety. A dinner symphony was played in the kitchen.

I knocked two earth eggs on the chopping board, and when I broke my hand, the egg white and yolk flowed out. At first glance, they pour into a bowl like a stream. I picked up chopsticks and stirred them skillfully like nunchakus. Slowly, the original independent egg white and yolk are evenly blended together, as if it were a mature golden wheat cake. I pour peanut oil into the pot, and when the oil gives off heat, I pour the stirred raw eggs into the pot along the edge of the pot, and turn them over carefully after solidification. After many times of stir-frying, raw eggs turned into delicious fried eggs, and then put them on a plate for later use.

Then, I cut the two cooked sweet potatoes into filaments, fry them in an oil pan, add some salt and a few spoonfuls of white rice vinegar. Wow! The sour smell is impeccable. I chopped the fried eggs and fried them with shredded potatoes. Soon, fried eggs and vinegar crumbs are really out of the pot. I put fried eggs and shredded potatoes in a glass plate with vinegar and served them on the table. It's golden and shiny, which makes my mouth water.

I looked at my happy parents and I knew I had done it. I did something meaningful. Of course, this is not enough. I must always remember to be a caring and filial person and honor my parents and elders.