放假后我没有回家,我讨厌那个家,那个家里没有爸爸妈妈,只有一个年迈的爷爷。花光了所有的钱,我也不想回家。饿得厉害,我已经三天没吃饭了,看着街边小吃摊上的人吃得满嘴流油,我使劲咽着唾沫。第四天,我再也受不了饥饿的折磨,走在街上,我左右踅摸,希望天上掉下个馅饼来。真是天助我也。在一个行人不多的小巷里,我捡到了一个蓝色的钱包, I did not go home after the holiday, I hate that home, there is no father and mother at home, only an elderly grandfather. Spent all the money, I do not want to go home. Hungry, I have not eaten for three days, and looked at the street food stalls people eat mouthful of oil, I swallowed hard. The fourth day, I can no longer stand the torment of hunger, walking in the street, I feel around, I hope the sky fell a pie. God helps me too In a small pedestrian alley, I picked up a blue wallet,