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我有一个“讨厌”的爸爸。每天一大早,他准来我房间吵我:“儿子,快起床!太阳晒屁股了!”他下班回家,就一个劲地抱我亲我,好像几年没见过我似的。吃饭了,他总是把我不爱吃的鱼啊、肉啊夹在我的饭碗里。就说看电视吧,我乐滋滋地看《蜡笔小新》,他却常常要抢过我藏在背后的遥控器,换到《大风车》、《科学博士》,要不就说:“看电视久了要变近视眼的,去观察观察你的小金鱼怎样睡觉吧!”于是,我只好生气地跑到小房间里看书或写日记去了。
I have a “nasty” father. Every morning early in the morning, he will come to my room to quarrel with me: “Son, get up! Sun-ass!” He came home from work and kept holding me and kissing me, as if I had not seen me in a few years. He had always eaten the fish I did not like, the meat, in my rice bowl. Just say watching TV, I happily read “crayon Shinchan”, he often grabbed my hiding behind the remote control, to the “big windmill”, “Science Ph.D.”, or to say: “watching TV A long time to change myopia, to observe and observe how your little goldfish sleep! ”So, I had to go to the small room angrily reading or diary go.