我的妈妈是最关心我、最疼爱我的人,可是,她特别爱唠叨。 My mother is the one who cares and loves me the most, but she is very nagging. 每天早上,妈妈很早就起床了,把饭做好后再叫我起床。每次我都懒懒的,不想起来,小声嘟囔:“再让我睡一会儿嘛!”。妈妈就开始唠叨了:都六点半了,再不起来,就迟到了,快点!哎,我不得不钻出被窝,穿衣服、叠被子,然后开始洗漱、吃早饭。饭桌上,妈妈的唠叨准时响起:水已经给你准备好了,到学校去记得多喝水;上课时认真听讲,不要做小动作,不准和同桌说话……”天哪,妈妈的唠叨声怎么那么烦人呀,我的耳朵都听出茧子了。 Every morning, my mother got up very early, and told me to get up after finishing the meal. Every time I'm lazy and don't want to get up, I mutter in a low voice, "let me sleep again!". Mom began to nag: it's half past six. If you don't get up, you'll be late. Hurry up! Well, I had to get out of bed, put on my clothes, fold my quilts, and then I began to wash and eat breakfast. At the dinner table, my mother's nagging rang on time: the water is ready for you, go to school and remember to drink more water; listen carefully in class, don't make small movements, and don't talk with the same table... " My God, why is mother's nagging so annoying? I can hear the cocoon in my ears. 一天,妈妈出差了,我终于解放了。第二天早上,我起来一看表:呀,七点半了,我竟然没有听见闹钟闹铃!我匆匆忙忙地穿好衣服,洗漱完毕,一手拿着面包,一手拿着红领巾,背起书包就一路小跑,直奔教室。我一进教室,同学们都冲着我哈哈大笑,我低头一看,糟糕!扣子扣错位了,红领巾也歪歪扭扭的,我急忙整理好。老师已经站在讲台上了,说:“你咋来这么晚?”我满脸发烫,支支吾吾说不出一句话来。放学后,我飞快跑回家,到了家门口,赶忙找钥匙,糟糕,忘记带钥匙了。我就只好站在门口等爸爸下班回来。等啊,等啊,爸爸终于回来了,我早就饿得饥肠咕噜了。 |