我走向卧室,准备整理书包。房门前,我停下了脚步,只听卧室里传来阵阵鼾声--是父亲!我轻轻推开房门,微弱的光线下,隐约看见父亲熟睡的脸庞。是啊,父亲昨晚刚下飞机,他是真的累了。一股莫名的感动夹杂着一丝歉意,一齐涌上我的心头……清晨七点,闹钟的响声吵醒了我,也吵醒了爱睡懒觉的父亲。尽管 I walked to the bedroom to prepare the schoolbag. In front of the door, I stopped and only heard the buzzing sound in the bedroom - my father! I gently pushed the door open, faint light, and vaguely saw his father’s sleeping face. Yes, my father had just left the plane last night and he was really tired. A sense of apologetic incomprehension and inexplicable emotion arose in my heart... At seven o’clock in the morning, the sound of the alarm clock awakened me and awakened my father who was late to sleep. in spite of