my funniest family memory
虽然我们家没有一个演员，但是，如果去掉里面的任何一人，我们的家庭就会缺少一些色彩。
“饭糊了”
妈妈哼着小曲，拿着锅铲在厨房做菜，爸爸突然喊：“不好啦！下雨了！快来收衣服！”妈妈急忙放下锅铲，抽了几张纸擦着手一路小跑过来，可一到窗前，她的脸立马变了色：“衣服呢？”爸爸感到情况不妙，正想逃走，可没走几步就被妈妈喊过来了：“早上，你晒的衣服呢？”爸爸一望，挠了挠头说：“我好像忘了。”“忘了？什么都能忘啊！”我不知不觉走到他们身边，我虽然没看见火，但能隐约地闻到一些烧焦的气味，刚要开始教训爸爸的妈妈似乎也闻到了，她把手中的纸使劲一扔，便直奔厨房。可来时已晚，那可怜的菜已经变成了黑色，糊糊的气味简直让人想吐。“都怪你！”妈妈拿起铲子指向爸爸。“怪我？怪你自己没有注意。”爸爸十分不服气……
就这样，一场口水战开始了。
“迟到风波”
我迟到了。可怕的是。第一节是数学课，迟到的必须在窗外学习。我耷拉着脑袋在窗外写起作业，等课上完，我才进去……
当我回到家时，已经是疯了，爸爸还在那看着电视。爸爸似乎感到了这股“杀气”，便看向了我。我双手叉腰，头发都要竖起来了。“你让我迟到了！怎么解释？”“还不因为你太懒了？”爸爸一脸无事状。我生气了，高高举起了手。爸爸似乎感到了什么。便吃了口饼干说：“好吧，下次不会迟到了！”看着他躺在床上，嘴里吃着饼干，好像一团加了太多水的泥，我噗呲笑了起来。
虽然我们的生活充满“杀气”，充满战争，但是，这样的生活却十分有趣。
Although there is no actor in our family, if anyone in it is removed, our family will lack some color. "The meal is burnt." Mom was humming a ditty and cooking in the kitchen with a spatula. Dad suddenly shouted, "No! It is raining! Come and collect your clothes! " Mother hurriedly put down the spatula, took some papers and trotted along with her hands, but as soon as she reached the window, her face immediately changed color: "Where are the clothes?" Dad felt that the situation was not good, and he was about to run away, but after a few steps, his mother called him, "Morning, where are your clothes?" Dad looked at it, scratched his head and said, "I seem to have forgotten." "Forget? I can forget everything! " Unconsciously, I walked beside them. Although I didn't see the fire, I could vaguely smell some burnt smell. My mother, who was just about to teach my father, seemed to smell it, too. She threw the paper in her hand hard and went straight to the kitchen. But it was too late, the poor dish had turned black, and the sticky smell made people want to vomit. "It's all your fault!" Mom picked up the shovel and pointed it at dad. "Blame me? Blame yourself for not paying attention. " Dad was very unconvinced ... In this way, a war of words began. I'm late. The terrible thing is. The first class is math class, those who are late must be.