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孩子,昨晚我又一次对你“施暴”了,其实我不想打你。昨天出门时我让你在家做作业,你满口答应了,可当我回到家叫门时,半天你才来开门,你那慌乱的眼神掩饰不住一切。我推开你直奔书房,发现电脑关着,摸下电源适配器,滚烫。再看你摊开的作业竟然还是空白。我心中的怒火“腾”地起来了,举起巴掌向着你的小脸“啪”地抽了过去,你的脸上迅速起了5个鲜红的指印。这次你没有像从前一样大哭,甚至没有掉一滴泪,而是昂
Child, last night I once again “stormed you”, in fact, I do not want to hit you. Yesterday when I left home, I asked you to do your homework. You promised it. When I got home, I opened the door for a long time. Your confused eyes could not conceal everything. I pushed you straight to the study, found the computer off, touch the power adapter, hot. Look at your spread of homework actually still blank. My heart’s anger “Teng ” to get up, raised his hand towards your little face “snap ” to smoke in the past, your face quickly played five bright red fingerprints. This time you did not cry like before, did not even shed a tear, but Ang