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我属羊,老妈属虎。羊落虎口,说来说去,就是一句话,我是老妈的菜。我都五年级了,老妈还是这个样子,老是和我作对,还动不动就给我惹事。就在前几天,老师布置了好多作业,我写啊写,快十一点了,老妈不知哪根筋搭错了,慈悲地说:“我来帮你做,你睡觉去。”我丈二和尚摸不着头脑,老妈得意地说:“儿子啊,为了能够帮你一点忙,我偷偷练你的字都几个月啦。”阿弥陀佛,老妈啊老妈,你一生一世总算做了件好事啊。第二天,我做贼一样交上了作
I am a sheep, my mother is a tiger. Sheep off the tiger’s mouth, to put it another way, is a word, I am the mother’s dish. I have the fifth grade, and my mom is still like this, always against me, always give me trouble. A few days ago, the teacher arranged a lot of homework, I write to write, almost eleven o’clock, and my mom I do not know what root gluten wrong, mercifully said: “I’ll do for you, you go to sleep. ”My husband, two monks puzzled, the mother proudly said:“ ”Son, ah, in order to be able to help you a little busy, I secretly practice your words for a few months.“ ”Amitabha, Mom and mother, your life I finally did a good thing ah. The next day, I did the same as a thief