7月15日晴做着作业,手上痒痒的。一看,红红的,肉还肿了起来。大喊爸爸,爸爸说:“是蚊子咬的。”“快涂消毒水。”涂了消毒水,我想,这办法太消极了,可恶的蚊子,你吃我的血,我要你的命!寻找蚊子,没有踪迹。只听见耳朵旁边有嗡嗡的声音。就把手慢慢地靠近耳朵,啪,用力打。脸觉得好痛,把手拿到眼前看,没有蚊子。可恶的蚊子,竟然逃出了我的手心。终于在墙壁上发现了蚊子:它悠闲地休息着,翅膀合拢,似乎又在抖动,像陶醉在胜利中。我悄悄靠近,举起手掌,朝蚊子打去。可是蚊子呢,狡猾地飞了。对付敌人,要有武器。 July 15 sunny doing homework, itchy hands. A look, red, meat swollen up. Shouting daddy, daddy said: “mosquito bites.” “Quickly disinfect the water.” "Painted with disinfectant water, I think this approach is too negative, damn mosquitoes, you eat my blood, I Get your life! Look for mosquitoes, no trail. Only hear the buzzing voice next to the ear. Hand slowly close to the ears, pop, hard hit. Face hurts, get your hand to see, no mosquitoes. Damn mosquitoes, actually escaped from my palm. Mosquitoes were finally found on the wall: it rests leisurely, its wings folded, seems to be shaking again, as if intoxicated with victory. I approached quietly, raised my palms and attacked the mosquitoes. But mosquitoes, sly fly. To deal with the enemy, have a weapon.