我有一间10平方米的小房间,不大。屋子虽小,却让我感觉很温暖。我家开了个汽修厂,爸爸每天工作很忙,常常半夜才回家。要想和他聊天、下棋,都要预约,更别说陪我玩耍了。一个隆冬的晚上,我和妈妈早早地吃了饭就上床睡觉了。听着窗外呼呼的风声,我没有一点儿睡意。我静静地躺着,闭着眼睛,希望能快点儿进入梦乡。可事与愿违,我越是努力地想睡,就越是翻来覆去,怎么也睡不着。不知过了多久,从楼道里传来一阵熟悉的脚步声。呀,是爸爸回来了!我赶紧躺好,佯装已经睡着了。我侧耳细听:爸爸开门了,进门了,换拖鞋了…… I have a small room of 10 square meters, not large. Although the house is small, it makes me feel very warm. My family opened a garage, my father worked very busy every day, often go home until midnight. Want to chat with him, play chess, have an appointment, let alone play with me. A winter night, my mom and I eat early to go to bed. Listen to the wind whirring outside the window, I did not drowse. I lay quietly, eyes closed, hoping to go to sleep sooner. Can be contrary to expectations, the more I want to sleep hard, the more over and over again, how can not sleep. I do not know how long, came a familiar footsteps from the corridor. Yeah, my daddy is back! I lay down quickly, pretending to have fallen asleep. Listen to my ears: Dad opened the door, the door, for slippers ... ...