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儿子中午放学,把书包一扔,进房间去了。我说:“儿子,去把洗衣机里的衣服晾了。”等了好一会没见人出来,再叫,磨磨蹭蹭地走出来。趁他晾衣服的空隙,想弄清楚他刚才搞什么鬼,一看,书桌上的一个课文本上又画了漫画,心里又有点恼火了,忍不住对着正晾衣服的儿子说:“你怎么又画这破漫画了?中午时间多宝贵,还不快点去晾好衣服过来吃饭,还要不要睡午觉了?”儿子看着我说:“老妈,我正式通知你,我已经进入青春期了,我有我的秘密了,以后不要随随便便进我的
Son at noon school, throwing the bag, went to the room. I said, “Son, go dry the clothes in the washer.” Wait for a moment without seeing anyone come out, call again, and walk away. Taking advantage of the gap between his clothes, trying to figure out what he had just done, a look, a text on the desk and draw a comic book, and my heart a little annoyed, could not help but at the clothes being the son said: How do you draw this cartoon? Noon time more valuable, not too fast to come clean clothes to eat, but also not to nap? “Son looked at me and said:” Mom, I formally inform you that I have entered Adolescence, I have my secret, and later do not enter me casually