"什么?你……"父亲气急了,不想平日"听话"的儿子这样顶撞他。"啪!"还不由我回过神来,父亲的大手早已狠狠地落在我的脸上。顿时,一种火辣辣的感觉涌上心头。爸爸狠狠地盯了我一眼,疾步走出房门。我狠狠地撞上门,窗边的风铃也被震得叮当作响。我一头栽倒在床上,任凭眼泪汹涌而出,在泪眼朦胧中,只听见那串风铃叮当叮当地响个不停,好像在嘲笑我的无知,我的任性。我更是气不打一处来,随手拿起身边的一本书,用力砸去,可不巧,没打着。那风铃却不顾"生命危险"依然唱着它悠扬的歌,愈加清脆。
&What? You... &The father was so angry that he didn't want his usual obedient son to contradict him like this. " crack! &Before I could get back to my mind, my father's big hand had already fallen on my face. Suddenly, a kind of hot feeling came to my heart. Dad gave me a hard look and walked out of the room. I hit the door hard, and the wind chime beside the window tinkled. I fell down on the bed, let the tears surge out, in the dim eyes, only to hear the jingle of the wind bells, as if laughing at my ignorance, my willfulness. I'm even more angry, pick up a book around me, smash it hard, but unfortunately, I didn't hit it. The wind chime is still singing its melodious song, even more crisp, regardless of the danger of life.
我便气冲冲地走到它面前,想把它摔个粉碎,但当我举起手时,理智终于战胜了情感的冲动:我不能!
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