马上要recital了,菜妈陪小菜上了最后一堂课回来,发现问题很多,形势严峻。菜妈不由得严肃起来,用严厉的口气指出小菜的不足。 小菜淡定的看看妈妈: --You sound like an evil. --啊? --Are you my mom? I don't think so. Let me touch you. I need to test you are my mom are not. 说完走过来,一本正经的在妈妈脸上点了两下。菜妈终于忍不住笑出来。 道高一尺,魔高一丈。
小菜剪短了头发,回家来跟妈妈叹气。 --我剪了头发,大家都要过来看我的头发。 妈妈很同情, --是吗?那么办呢? --我只好说,你们排好队。Guess what? I have to spend the whole day to meet them one by one! Because all kids in our school wanted to see my new hair~~~~~~~~~~~