星期天,我闲着无事,打开衣柜。这下子可不得了,尖锐的嗓音划破天空:“呀!校服怎么变得皱巴巴的,像萝卜干一样?明天还要穿,怎么办呢?”老爸听到了我的呐喊声,赶紧跑过来,一看,拍拍胸脯说:“没关系,包在我身上。”我一听,高兴得不得了,生怕老爸后悔似的,马上从柜子的角落里拿出熨斗。老爸则搬来熨衣服的架子。万事俱备,只欠东风了,看着 On Sunday, I am free and open the closet. It was incredible, a sharp voice across the sky: “ah! How uniforms become crumpled, like radish dry? Wear tomorrow, how to do?” Dad heard my shout, Quickly ran to see a pat pat my chest: “It does not matter, wrapped in me.” I heard, very happy, afraid of my father regretted, and immediately took out the iron from the corner of the cupboard. Dad moved to iron clothes rack. Everything is ready, just owe the wind, looking