I thought of this Sunday poem.

I thought about this Sunday,

Mom, don't do housework,

Not busy cooking,

Mom, take off your apron,

I'd rather eat a bowl of instant noodles.

I thought about this Sunday,

Dad doesn't work overtime at his desk,

Don't bury your head in calculation,

-Put down the pen, Dad,

Forget your promise.

I thought about this Sunday,

I don't want to do my homework,

Don't recite aphorisms,

Let the schoolbag have a rest,

I want to have a nice day.

-In the morning, on the park lawn.

Play a football match with dad.

Mom is the referee.

I am a center and an avant-garde.

And a brave goalkeeper.

In the afternoon, I walked into the bookstore.

Look at the new one.

Selected compositions of primary school students,

Then, in order to buy Water Margin,

Then mobilize your mother.

-At night, in front of the TV.

I'm waiting for the "sports stand"

Cheer for every good shot,

Arguing with dad,

The key to the men's volleyball final.

Ha, great! I want to go this Sunday.