第1个回答 2013-07-16
It was a very busy evening, I was doing my homework at my home. My father was writing a composition in the study room. My mother was interested in Shanghai opera. She was watching a Shanghai opera contest. The apartment was very quiet. Suddenly the light went out. It was a blackout, but I liked it very much. It came and I didn’t have to do my homework. We went to the living room very slowly. After 5 minutes, we all sat in the sofa. It was a lucky, fortunate day. I said that let’s held a concert. My parents agreed with me. I took out some candles and lighted up. We were singing, laughing and talking. We had a really good time. But while I was singing, the light suddenly turned on. Oh, my God. My father went back to his room went on writing. My mother turned on the TV and said to me “Dear, do your homework!” I felt very frustrated. I sat at the desk and thought I hated light. I hoped there would be a blackout the next day. I thought I would enjoy myself more and more. I went into a dream……
第2个回答 2013-07-16
Back home, Full of hi-hing, Warm greetings and care, Home feel good. Food is every day, and Because it is the mother of workmanship; Pure water is every day, and Because it was his father's merit.Back home, Ball-point pen is used every day, and That is the work of his father Kim workers; Books, is a day are used,
It was hard to hearing from the mother.