天快黑了,我正在厨房里准备晚餐,突然听到外面传来开门关门的声音。我知道,是我13岁的女儿艾米放学回来了。她没精打采地路过厨房,往自己的房间走去,连我跟她打招呼都没有听见。我的心一沉,本能地觉得她一定遇到麻烦了。我匆匆忙忙做完手头的活儿,来到女儿的房门外,敲了敲半掩的房门,停了一会儿,才推开门走了进去。 It was getting dark, I was preparing dinner in the kitchen, suddenly heard the sound of the door open and closed. I know, my 13-year-old daughter Amy came back from school. She slouched past the kitchen, went to her own room and did not even hear me greeting her. My heart sank, instinctively feel that she must have trouble. I was hurried to finish the job at hand, came to the daughter’s door, knocked on the door half open, stopped for a while, opened the door and walked in.