“轰隆隆”，一道闪电劈开了乌云密布的天空，不一会儿就下起了倾盆大雨，豆大般的雨点“噼哩啪啦”地打在玻璃上，风雨交加，仿佛有什么大事发生。
With a thunderous roar, a lightning bolt split through the sky covered in dark clouds, and soon it started pouring rain. The raindrops, as big as beans, hit the glass with a "crackling" sound, and the wind and rain mixed together, as if something big had happened.
“你看，最小的偶数是0，最小的奇数是1……”屋内，妈妈正反复教弟弟写作业，可是弟弟好像心思并不在学习上，只见他眉头紧锁，双手揣在兜里。窗外传来孩子们的嬉戏声，那是他的小伙伴在用手接雨水。他抬头看向窗外，再看看桌上的书本，忽然猛地起身，一把推倒了身后的椅子，大声说道：“我不学了，我要出去玩。”说完，扭头就要走。
Look, the smallest even number is 0, the smallest odd number is 1... "Inside the house, the mother repeatedly taught her younger brother to do homework, but his younger brother seemed to be not focused on studying. He frowned and put his hands in his pockets. Outside the window came the sound of children playing, it was his little buddy picking up rainwater with his hands. He looked up at the window and then at the books on the table. Suddenly, he stood up and pushed down the chair behind him, loudly saying, "I'm not studying anymore. I want to go out and play." After saying that, he turned his head and was about to leave.
“不许去！”身后的妈妈怒目圆睁，眼睛里的怒火好像要蹿出来似的，那样子就像一颗随时会爆炸的炸弹。
Don't go! "The mother behind her widened her eyes with anger, as if a bomb could explode at any moment.
“我晚点写不行吗？”弟弟不甘示弱。
Can't I write later? "My younger brother didn't want to be outdone.
“作业没写完，不能出去玩！”妈妈唰地一下站起身，狠狠地把笔摔在了桌上，厉声吼道。
I haven't finished my homework, I can't go out to play! "Mom quickly stood up and slammed her pen on the table, shouting loudly.
弟弟还想反驳：“我不想学就是不想学！”
My younger brother also wants to refute, 'I just don't want to learn!'
妈妈还没等他说完，又对他进行新一轮轰炸。“学习是第一位，玩才是其次。现在不努力，将来去搬砖。我还不是为了你……”在这番狂轰乱炸下，弟弟毫无招架之力，他只好憋屈地坐下，眼睛里还蓄着泪。但妈妈似乎余怒未消，她把门一摔，“噌噌噌”上了二楼，用力踏着地板，那阵势，把房子震得都抖三抖。
Before he could finish speaking, his mother launched another round of bombardment on him. Learning comes first, play is secondary. If you don't work hard now, you'll have to move bricks in the future. I'm not doing it for you yet... "Under the bombardment, my younger brother was powerless and had to sit down with tears in his eyes. But my mother seemed to be still angry. She slammed the door and climbed up to the second floor, stomping on the floor with all her might. That moment shook the house three times.