Flour in the Air- 適合初級的英語短篇故事

Warm light fell across the tiled kitchen floor.

Ben planned to bake small berry tarts for lunch.

He set butter, sugar, and a round bowl nearby.

He searched the drawer for his silver rolling pin.

The drawer stayed empty; his eyebrows lifted high.

He reached above the cupboard for a glass bottle instead.

His elbow bumped a tall bag of flour beside it.

The bag tipped forward and burst across the counter.

Flour snowed over fruit, butter, and Ben's dark hair.

Ben laughed, leaving pale handprints on the polished sink.

The sticky mix on the counter gave fresh, sweet smells.

He saw circles inside the flour and found sudden inspiration.

He pressed the bottle bottom to stamp round pastry shells.

Soon bright jam filled each shell, ready for baking.

A blissful vanilla scent rose above the oven door.

While the tarts baked, Ben opened the back door.

Warm air touched his arms, and sparrows wandered near crumbs.

He walked outside for a moment of quiet freedom.

The small kitchen timer rang inside.

He hurried back and lifted the golden tray.

Jam gleamed, and sweet steam curled around his wide grin.

溫暖的光線落在瓷磚廚房地板上。

班打算烤些小莓果塔當午餐。

他把奶油、砂糖和一個圓碗放在旁邊。

他在抽屜裡找他的銀色擀麵棍。

抽屜空空的，他的眉毛高高揚起。

他改從櫥櫃上方拿一個玻璃瓶。

他的手肘撞到旁邊高高的麵粉袋。

袋子向前傾倒，整個在檯面上炸開。

麵粉像雪般落在水果、奶油和班深色的頭髮上。

班笑了，於拋光水槽上留下淡白手印。

檯面上的黏糊混合物散出新鮮甜香。

他在麵粉裡看到圓圈，忽然得到靈感。

他用瓶底壓出一個個圓塔殼。

不久鮮亮的果醬填滿每個塔殼，準備進烤箱。

烤箱門上方飄起幸福的香草氣味。

塔在烘烤時，班打開後門。

溫暖的空氣拂過他的手臂，麻雀在碎屑旁閒逛。

他走到戶外，享受片刻安靜的自由。

小廚房計時器在室內響起。

他連忙回來，抬起金黃烤盤。

果醬閃閃發亮，甜蒸氣在他大大的笑容旁盤旋。