Little devil

At noon today, I wrote my homework on the desk as usual. Everything seemed so normal. At this moment, the cabinet became a little quiet, and it shook like a lively glass ball. Curiosity drove me to open the cupboard. At first glance, I was thinking with imagination: Is it that aliens cross the earth? Still an earthquake? It may also be a dream come. I quickly opened the cupboard, and there was a cat that was not like a cat. The raccoon was not like a raccoon monster. There was a small bell on the neck. The nose was as cute as a mouth-watering strawberry. Oh, its The body is still made of machinery. "How wonderful this limited edition toy is!"

I almost cried out, but fortunately my mother did not hear it. I touched it gently. It actually moved like a real thing. I also told a bunch of words that I couldn’t understand. I said that it was sent by me in the future. I want to help me realize my wish. My mind suddenly flashed an idea: Is it really a dream? What is it true? I felt inexplicable and asked him: "Can you really fulfill any wish, including through history?" Doraemon touched his head and said, "Through history, I have a time machine, but my time machine is broken. It takes a while. Fix it." My brain is searching like a computer: "Yes! What about my parents?" I saw a dream come out of his magical four-dimensional pocket. , radiant, I do not know how to faint.

When I woke up, I actually slept in my father's bed, my father and mother were gone, and my dream was gone. I was very confused. I thought: Why did you not fulfill my wish? It won't be a dream? I bulged in my pocket and put my hand into my pocket. I took out a wallet with all the money and credit cards in our house, and a small piece of paper wrapped in layers. I carefully opened it layer by layer, for fear that this seemingly important piece of paper was pinched by me. The note says: I am a dream, I have fulfilled your wish, now you are the head of the family, and your father and mother become children less than six years old, the wallet in your pocket is you All the family, if you encounter any difficulties, you can go to the underground parking lot of the community to find me. I seem to know how to get out of the room and look at it. The original neat living room has become extraordinarily dirty. The garbage in the trash can fell to the ground. The table was full of leftovers and flies. The flies still danced on it. People who didn't know thought that our family was "invaded" by the bad guys. The two children are lying on the sofa and sleeping. I think they are my father and mother. Dad is so small and still so serious. He keeps saying in his mouth: "I still have homework not written." The family is so chaotic, as a family. How can I turn a blind eye to the Lord? When I was preparing to take the broom at the speed of 0.1111111, "Mom" made a deafening sneeze and woke up the "dad" who was sleeping. Looking at their innocent expressions, compared with the fathers and mothers who used to be murderous and murderous, they couldn’t believe that this was their father and mother. As the saying goes: "The years are killing the pig knife." I was a flash of light, and a fun and fun idea came into being.

I said to myself: "Mother and Dad used to fight against me before, but now is the time to retaliate against them, hehe!" Retaliation + clean action, start!

I took the broom and the squat and the dumb and heavy mop, and placed it in front of "Mother and Dad." I pointed at them and said, "You! Hold this broom and sweep the floor, you! Hold this mop and mop the ground, sure. You have to clean it up, otherwise you know." Are some readers wondering what I am doing now? Secretly telling you that you don't have to do anything, this time you really became a "little emperor." I put on a commander's appearance and pointed at them: "You! This is not cleaned, and then sweep again. You! This place is not dragged, how are you so stupid? Even this will not." "Daddy and Mom" ​​actually cooperated very well. "Mom" swept a place, and "Daddy" ran like a rabbit. Sweeping in the east, dragging in the west, although the cleaning is not very clean, but for the dwarfs, they are already miracles. My fingertips are completely venting their dissatisfaction with them. Looking at the living room that was cleaned and not sweeping, I decided to take it myself and put the "Mother and Dad" on the sofa and waited on the TV.

I learned how my mother would sweep the floor, holding the shackle in her left hand, holding the broom in the right, and seeing where there was garbage, she rushed to clean it. After five minutes, the body was pressed like a boulder, feeling backache, limb weakness, and wishing to throw away the broom and shovel, sitting comfortably on the soft sofa. However, at this time, I can't help but think of the sight of my mother working for us at home. Yes! My mother worked so hard for her family. I still don’t know how to repay her. I really don’t know anything about it. I swept this and swept it. The dust seemed to be inexhaustible. After the sweep, it appeared again. It took a lot of effort to clean up. I took a deep breath and felt the wetness behind my back, only to find that the sweat soaked the clothes.

The ground was cleaned, and then it was towed to the ground. It was much harder to mopping the ground than sweeping the ground. I usually hate the housework that I hate most. I want to know that the mop is heavy and stupid. I don’t say how dirty it is. It says that it is like a brush in the clear water, and then the clear water will meet like it. Like the ink, the water suddenly becomes black. I can't act agilely with a heavy mop, but if I use the mop as a skateboard, it's not the same. It took a lot of hard work to make it a little easier. I dragged my side and picked up the little song. The blink of an eye was finished. Suddenly thinking of myself is stupid, in fact, do not have to work so hard, you can borrow a prop that can make your home immediately clean.

Two cute little children quietly entered the dream, and it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening. I really wanted to say thank you to my dream. It made me take advantage of this opportunity to fully realize that parents are So hard, then not easy.

When I was sitting in the elevator, I fainted again. When I woke up, I was lying on the desk. I still had my homework on the desk. I turned on the computer and saw it today. It was March 17th. I found the day of the dream. Didn’t I take care of it yesterday? "Mom and Dad" is a dream? I ran out of the room and saw my mom and dad sitting on the sofa watching TV. My mother yelled at me: "How are you still playing, and hurry to write homework." "Yes." I replied.

Whether it is true or not, I have deeply experienced the hardships of my father and mother doing housework. When I grow up, I will take good care of my parents and let them be proud of having my son.

Shenzhen Nanshan District, Shenzhen, Shenzhen, south of the country, fifth grade: Zhou Weizhi