“老爸,你也太逊了。”我撅着嘴,皱起眉头看着眼前的大转盘。只见转盘上的红色气球依旧胀鼓鼓的,而飞镖却早已惬意地躺在了地上,好像在嘲笑我们似的。看到别的小朋友都高高兴兴地领到了奖品,我只好垂头丧气地离开了。 “Dad, you’re too bad. ” I pouted, frowning at the big turntable in front of me. I saw the red balloons on the turntable still bulging, and darts have long been lying comfortably on the ground, as if laughing at us like. When I saw other children happily receiving the prizes, I had to leave in dejected mood.