我书桌上的台灯似乎出了点问题,灯光一闪一闪的。我一看,灯管有点黑。我一开始觉得挺有趣,可作业一连写错三个字后,我火了,一巴掌拍向它。我的手被它弄得很痛,可它依然神气地挺在那儿。我一时无可奈何,只好叫妈妈来。妈妈看到后,说:“没多大事儿!灯管黑了,明天再买一个。”我也表示赞同。 The lamp on my desk seems to be a problem, the light twinkle. I see, the lamp is a bit dark. At first, I found it very interesting. After I started my homework, I started to fire and hit a slap in the face. My hand was so painful to it, but it still stood there with a lot of energy. I do nothing for a moment, had to call my mother. When she saw it, she said: “There is not much going on! The lamp is dark and I will buy one tomorrow.” “I agree.”