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当读高三的儿子哼着小调走进家门时,我看到的是一张轻松的脸孔,挂着无忧无虑的笑意。“妈妈,快给我来支冰糕,渴坏我啦!”儿子把书包随手丢在地板上,屁股刚挨上沙发就喊了起来。吃完冰糕,儿子又进了浴室。顿时,“哗哗哗”的冲澡声和《我的团长我的团》中的主题歌曲立刻溢出了房间。当“嗒嗒”的拖鞋声停止时,我知道一米七五的儿子已站到了我背后。我知道儿子又要给我讲学校的事了。我扶了扶眼镜,认真地看着已转到我面前的儿子。
When the third year of high school son humming a minor into the house, I saw a relaxed face, hanging carefree smile. “Mom, come give me a popcorn, thirst me!” The son threw the bag on the floor, and the ass just shouted on the couch. After eating ice cream, son went into the bathroom again. Suddenly, the shower of “Wow Wow” and the theme song of “My Head My Mission” instantly overflowed the room. When the sound of the slippers of “Dala” stopped, I knew that the one-seven-five-year-old son had stood behind me. I know my son wants to talk about my school again. I helped my glasses and looked seriously at the son who had been before me.