期中考试结束了,爸爸已经知道我可怜的成绩,回到家他会怎么收拾我?爸爸冷冰冰的面孔像阴云笼罩在我的心头,轻则训斥几句,重则吃他的“竹笋炒肉丝”吧。我一路不安,不觉间就到了家门口,小心翼翼地准备推门,从门缝中惊恐地看到,爸爸手持一根粗大结实的扁担,我不由得倒吸了口凉气:爸爸准备对我用重刑了!但还是硬 The midterm exam is over. Dad already knows my poor grades. How will he pick up me when I get home? Daddy’s cold face shrouds in my heart like a cloud, but when he punishes a few, he eats his bamboo shoots. “” I felt uncomfortable and I went to the door of my house. I was careful to prepare to push the door. I saw in horror from the crack in the doorway that my father was holding a thick, solid shoulder pole. I couldn’t help but suck and cool: Dad was ready to use it for me. Heavy punishment! But still hard