夕阳拉长了树的影子,厨房里不时飘出奶油蛋糕的香味。妈妈穿着雪白的围裙正在烤着奶油蛋糕,爸爸呢,正在院子里不知在修理着什么,叮叮当当,响声阵阵。“妈妈,我回来了,从一次美妙、神奇的旅行中回来了。”爱丽丝拉着妈妈的围裙说。妈妈似乎没有听到。“爸爸,我回来了,从一次美妙、神奇的旅行中回来了。”被叮叮当当的声音包围的爸爸全然没有听出爱丽丝的惊喜。 The sunset stretched the shadow of the tree, the smell of butter cake in the kitchen from time to time. Mother wearing a white aprons are baking cream cake, my father, I do not know what is being repaired in the yard, rattled, bursts of sound. “Mom, I’m back, coming back from a wonderful, magical trip. ” Alice said to her mother’s apron. Mum did not seem to hear. “Dad, I’m back, coming back from a wonderful, magical trip.” Daddy, surrounded by tinkling voices, did not even hear Alice’s surprise.