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幸福家庭英语作文

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幸福家庭英语作文

In the morning, accompanied by the sound of the collision Guowanpiaopen, accompanied by a "baby, it's time to get up, I was dragged up. I really don't want to get up! When I got up, dad was ready for breakfast, but I didn't want to eat anything. Somehow, I'd rather eat the breakfast roll at the school gate, and I don't want to have breakfast at home. I know, I can fight the mother's mouth, but symbolically eat one or two. On my way to school, my father and I would always chat while we were walking. Talk about some interesting things happening in school, and some historical knowledge.

At noon, the smell of the food, I stepped into the house, the mother has cooked rice. My mom and I were eating, and dad came back. Dad love listening to storytelling, this time to listen to the "100 years"

I don't care whether I love it or not. Although I'm interested in history, I can't understand it because of lack of historical knowledge. Lunch is must complete the task of every day, and after the fruit is my reward.

Returning home at night, the first thing is still to eat. No ready-made food, eat some fruit, snacks. Mom and dad go home late, and I have to do when I'm waiting for dinner. When mom was cooking, I would run to the kitchen from time to time and ask, "when's dinner?"" "How long will it take?"". Although every mother will answer: "write your homework, wait a minute later", but I can see that my mother did not bother me, but instead gave me a smile every time. Mother often said, "Wang Tianjiao is the power of my cooking."." In this way, the jet sound, the voice of the pressure cooker and sink the sound of the collision, wash dish into a kitchen symphony. Kung Fu is not, in the study of rice fragrance. "Baby, dinner," Mama's call came, and I really felt hungry. You know, our evenings are the most delicious, and I eat the most.

Night, with mom and dad's good night blessing, into the sweet dreamland.

Our home is like a swing, dad is a lanyard, mother is wood, carrying me, leisurely leisurely ah, never stop......