Every morning, birds sing happily in the trees. I surf the Internet leisurely in my room. At this time, my mother, who had just come back from the morning, was sweating and panting, but her first thing was not to wash off the smell of sweat, or to cook breakfast, but to rush to the room and nag me who was surfing the Internet. My mother came to my side and asked with a straight face, "have you finished writing today's diary?" Lazy I said: "good mother, don't be so serious. I've been writing a diary for several days. It's so hard. I'll take a vacation." Mom doesn't want to eat this set, and then she begins to "chant sutras" again: "what is your pain? If you look at other athletes, they have a day off for ten years? You can compare with others... " It was as if there were thousands of flies playing by my ears. In order to get rid of the annoying noise, I had to keep a diary.
每天的下午是我自由支配的时间,我可以尽情地在网上冲浪。这时的我感觉多美妙,心情多畅快啊!我多么希望时间能够停留,享受到无穷无尽的快乐。因为一到傍晚,妈妈的唠叨声又将在我的耳边萦绕了:“方心,散步去啰。”没享受够网上冲浪的我,皱着眉头说:“我写一篇日记够累了,放过我吧。”妈妈还是坚决地说:“不行!再不出去走走,看看,怎么有强健的体魄?老是面对着电脑屏幕,再不出去走走,看看,你迟早会变成近视眼……”为了避免那烦人的噪音,不用说,我只好无可奈何地跟妈妈散步去了。
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