我对草原十分向往,每每想到绿油油的草地上镶嵌着一朵朵或黄、或蓝、或红、或粉的小花,都会心潮澎湃。我想草原上一定有我梦寐以求的四叶草,它能给我带来幸福。爸爸妈妈总是吵架,为了一盘菜都可以闹翻天。记得我5岁生日那天,他们竟然为了买不买蛋糕吵得不可开交。他俩各执一词,唇枪舌剑,互不相让。爸爸眼睛瞪得像铜铃,声音里都冒着 I am very longing for grasslands, often think of green grass inlaid with a blossoming or yellow, or blue, or red, or pink flowers, will be crazed. I think the grassland must have my dream of Clover, it can bring me happiness. Mom and dad always quarrel, in order to a dish can be troubled. I remember my 5th birthday, they even in order to buy a cake to quarrel. They both stick to one’s word and blame each other for their own sake. Dad eyes staring like a copper bell, risking his voice