I have been looking forward to my long summer vacation. I am so happy, I am very upset.

　　I woke up today, feeling hungry and hungry, looking at the table at the table, seeing the milk and egg bread made for me by my mother, scrambling up to get up and swallowing, and picking up my cell phone and playing. Again, I played the mobile phone, and I didn't know how long. My mother came back from the outside. My heart was talking about his voice. I hurried to help with the things. Then I wrote my homework quickly, but I wrote half of it. L drafts were thrown or couldn't write it.

　　The summer vacation I was looking forward to was to let me refrain from playing.