日子像一块长长的面包,我们则像夹在面包中的奶油,躲不了,也逃不掉。(一)“叮……”一串沉闷的铃声透过厚厚的防盗门钻了进来。像铁锤般敲在了每个人的头上,刺眼的灯亮了。接着传来床摇动时发出的“吱吱”声,我估计大部分同学都起床了。我从被窝里探出脑袋:呀!太冷了!于是,又缩回温暖的被窝,准备再去见周公。床晃动了几下,我的下铺娇起床了。“懒虫,起床了!”娇习惯性地喊到。我装作没听见,因为我实在没有 The day is like a long loaf of bread, and we are like cream in a bread. I can’t escape and escape. (a) A string of boring bells dangled through thick security doors. Like a hammer, they knocked on everyone’s head. The bright lights flashed. Then came the sound of the “squeaking” when the bed rocked. I guess most of my classmates got up. I got my head out of my bed: Yeah! It was so cold! Then, I retreated back to the warm bed and I’m going to see the Duke again. The bed swayed a few times, and my bunks got up. “Lazy, get up!” I pretended not to hear because I really did not