“小宝贝，擦炮买来了。”爸爸一进门，就兴高采烈地说。
"Baby, I bought the gun." As soon as Dad came in, he said cheerfully.
“耶——”我一蹦三尺高。
"Yeah -" I jumped three feet.
我一手拿着擦炮，一手拉着爸爸，跑向院子。
I took the gun in one hand, and my father in the other hand, and ran to the yard.
爸爸说：“小宝贝，你来试着放一个吧。”
Dad said, "baby, try to put one."
我结结巴巴地说：“我……我不……敢。”爸爸说给我讲了一下玩擦炮的方法。
I stammered, "I I don't... Dare. " Dad said he told me how to play with cleaning guns.
“唧——”我看见炮头冒白烟了，连忙扔到了远处。“叭——”炮响了。
"Haw -" I saw the white smoke coming from the gun head and threw it into the distance. "Ba -" the gun rang.
爸爸高兴地抱起我说：“我家宝贝会放炮了。”
Dad happily picked me up and said, "my baby will shoot."
听了爸爸的话，我唱起了：“我会放炮了……”
After listening to my father's words, I sang: "I can shoot..."