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父亲有个怪习惯,他喜欢独自一个人坐在黑暗里。有时我回家很晚,家里一片漆黑,我蹑手蹑脚进屋,在漆黑一团中脱衣上床。睡前我有上厨房喝一杯水的习惯。我赤脚走路,没有弄出任何声音。我进厨房的时候,差点被父亲绊了一跤。父亲穿着睡衣睡裤,正坐在厨房里的椅子上抽烟斗。“啊,是爸爸。”我说。“啊,是你。”“爸,您为什么不上床?”“我就去。”他说。不过他还是坐在那儿。我睡了一大觉醒来,发觉他还坐在那儿,吧嗒吧嗒地抽烟斗。1我在看书,我听见母亲进屋就寝,听见弟
Father has a strange habit. He likes to sit alone in the darkness. Sometimes I came home very late and the house was dark. I stomped in and entered the house and undressed in darkness. I have a habit of drinking water on the kitchen before going to bed. I walked barefoot and did not make any noise. When I entered the kitchen, I almost bowed to my father. Father was wearing pajama pajama pants and was sitting on a chair in the kitchen. “Ah, it’s Dad.” I said. “Ah, it’s you.”“Dad, why don’t you go to bed?”“I’ll go.” He said. But he still sits there. I woke up awake and noticed that he was still sitting there, smoking a cigarette. 1 I was reading a book. I heard my mother went into the house and went to bed and heard her brother.