Only the delicious food, know the whereabouts of your soul; Only the delicious food, listen with your heart to tell of the stomach. Have to hurry, how much we missed the pure delicious; Tip of the finger food, the food and love in your pocket. You have your personality, I have my pursuit: pot bag meat.
只有美味的食物，知道你灵魂的下落；只有美味的食物，用心倾听诉说肠胃。得赶紧了，我们多么怀念那纯正的美味；指尖上的食物，你口袋里的食物和爱情。你有你的个性，我有我的追求：锅包肉。
A week off to just into the house, smell a fragrant delicious cuisine. I am sure that mother gave me a delicious pot bag meat. I follow scent into the kitchen, did not beyond my expectations, mother in doing pot bag meat for me. Saw the delicious pot bag meat, stirs my saliva, slowly began to mean. I hurried back, that I may not let mother found. My mother asked me to write my homework first, and then wash your hands, give me to eat a delicious pot bag meat for a while. I which have idea to write my homework, my mind only pot bag meat. I wash your hands, take the double I dedicated chopsticks quickly do the table. Soon, my mother brought a plate of golden pot bag meat came in, not mother put the pot bag meat on the table, such as I have already put a piece of into the mouth. Enjoy the pot bag meat delicious, mother see I eat with a smile. I asked my mother: "why don’t you eat?" "I ate," mom said. I don’t believe, just put a bowl to the mother. Then we together eat it with relish.
一周休息一次，刚进家门，就闻到一股香喷喷的美味佳肴。我相信妈妈给了我一个美味的锅袋肉。我跟着香味走进厨房，没超出我的预料，妈妈在给我做锅袋肉。看到美味的锅袋肉，激起我的口水，慢慢开始意味深长。我赶紧回去，免得让妈妈发现。妈妈让我先写作业，再洗手，给我吃一顿美味的锅袋肉一会儿。我哪有主意写作业，我脑子里只有锅袋肉。我帮你洗手，拿双我专用的筷子快把桌子做好。很快，妈妈端来一盘金锅包肉进来，妈妈没有把金锅包肉放在桌上，像我已经放进嘴里的一块。享受锅包肉的美味，妈妈看到我笑着吃。我问妈妈：“你为什么不吃呢？”我吃了，”妈妈说。我不相信，给妈妈端个碗就行了。然后我们一起津津有味地吃。
Pot bag meat, why are you so good? Let me have a special liking to you. Because the pot bag meat is permeated with mother selfless great love to me.
的锅袋肉，你为什么这么好吃？让我特别喜欢你。因为锅袋肉里洋溢着妈妈对我无私的大爱。