窗外下着小雨,妈妈在沙发上低着头看手机,不理我,因为我不小心将妈妈心爱的陶塑摔坏了。“怎么这么不小心?真是的。”妈妈嘟囔着。我不知该怎么办,只好小心而又害怕地捡着陶塑的碎片,一边捡一边想:不行,这种气氛我受不了了。攒钱再买一个?不行,买这样昂贵精美的陶塑,要攒到什么时候?要不逗逗妈妈?我不敢……在自我安慰好几次后,我硬着头皮去逗妈妈高兴。我走到妈妈面前,小声说:“我们玩一个游戏吧……”“不玩!”妈妈 Under the window was light rain, my mother looked down on the couch cell phone, ignore me, because I accidentally broke my beloved pottery. “How so careless? Really. ” Mom mumbled. I do not know what to do, but carefully and scared to pick up the pieces of pottery, picking up and thinking: No, I can not stand the atmosphere. Save money to buy one? No, buy such an expensive and exquisite pottery, to save when? Or tease Mom? I can not ... ... After several times of self-comfort, I bite the bullet to make Mom happy. I walked to the mother, whispered: “We play a game now ...... ” “Do not play! ” Mom