每天吃完晚饭，爸爸就立即离开饭桌，到阳台给他那些可爱的花儿浇水。他手里拿着喷壶,津津有味地欣赏着花的美丽，闻着花的芳香。有时他还对着花儿微笑，似乎在跟它们交谈着什么。妈妈则一边洗碗扫地一边哼着京戏，有时停下采询问一下我在学校学习的情况。晚饭后，我弹两个小时的钢琴。我们生活得多幸福呀。 After supper, my father leaves the table fight away and starts to water his dear flowers on the balcony every day. He takes his sprayer in his hand, appreciating their beauty and smelling their fragrance. Sometimes he smiles at the flowers, as if he is talking with them. Mom washes the dishes, cleans up the floor and at the same time singing Beijing Opera. Sometimes she stops to ask me how I do in my school. After supper, I play the piano for two hours. What a happy life we live.