我7岁时,有一天,妈妈上班去了,爸爸和我留在家里,没事儿我们就一起看看电视。下午四点多钟,妈妈回来了,还买回了一根热狗、一块面包和一包饼干。看着香喷喷的热狗,我的口水都快流出来了。可热狗只有一根,给谁吃呢?我建议,我们来玩石头、剪子、布,赢了的先挑。爸爸妈妈同意了。我们开始出拳,我和妈妈都输了。“完了,爸爸肯定会选择热狗的。”我想。可爸爸选择的却是饼干。 When I was 7 years old, one day my mother went to work, my father and I stayed at home, and we were all right to watch TV. More than four o’clock in the afternoon, my mother came back, bought a hot dog, a piece of bread and a bag of biscuits. Looked at the fragrant hot dog, my saliva almost flow out. Only one hot dog, to whom to eat it? I suggest that we play rock, scissors, cloth, won the first pick. Mom and Dad agreed. We started punching and both my mother and I lost. “End, daddy will definitely choose a hot dog. ” I think. But my father chose cookies.