我5岁的儿子是个小淘气,说起他的淘气花样来,简直是名目繁多,举不胜举。他常常爬到沙发靠背顶上,像跳水一样跳到沙发上,再借弹力跳到地上,高兴得大喊大叫。可是,沙发在他的脚下却过早地塌腰了。新买的本子一到这个淘气包的手里,转眼间就会变成火柴盒大小的碎纸片,他称之为“玩卖票的”。再转眼的功夫,这些碎片又像天女散花一样,落在了地上、床上,到处都是。如此淘气,常气得我七窍生烟,甚至不得不用巴掌来教育他,结果却收效甚微。 My 5-year-old son is a little naughty, talking about his naughty tricks, is simply a variety of names, endless. He often climbed to the top of the sofa back, jumping to the sofa like a diving, then jumping to the ground by the elastic force, screaming happy. However, the sofa was falling prematurely under his feet. As soon as the newly-purchased book comes to the naughty hand, it instantly becomes a matchbox-sized shredded piece of paper, which he calls “ticket sales.” Kinks of an instant turn, these fragments and the same as the goddess of scattered flowers, fell on the ground, bed, everywhere. So naughty, often angry I Qizhuyan smoke, and even had to use slap to his education, the result has little effect.