“我的心太软,心太软……”唉!老爸又卖弄歌喉了。我走进房间,只见老爸拿着麦克风,在电视荧屏前扭着腰,动情地唱着。我生气地囔囔:“吵死了!能不能安静点,爸爸!”“嗯?”老爸生气地白了我一眼 “大人的事,小孩少管!”老爸立即用 120分贝的声音回答我(那是麦克风的功劳)。没办法 “My heart is too soft, the heart is too soft ...” Alas, my dad teased singing again. I walked into the room, saw dad holding a microphone, twisted in front of the TV screen, emotionally sang. I am angry 囔 囔: “noisy dead! Can be quiet, father!” “Ah?” Dad angrily white at me, “adults, children less control!” Dad immediately answered in a 120-db voice I (that's the microphone's credit). no way