一有些清晨是不能早起的。醒来时,双眼睁开时,满眼是白色:洁白的棉被洁白的床单,胡乱地搅成一团。自己被团团白色紧紧包住,软柔的被窝暖烘烘的,散发着呛人的酒气。窗前的柜台上,乌黑的电视机依然热热闹闹地播放着激动人心的爱情故事。床头柜上放着一杯喝一半早已冰凉的茶水。茶水混黄不清透,犹如此时刚醒来的心情,迷糊在暂时短路的记忆里。脑里一片空荡荡的,想不起半点什么。自己怎么来到宾馆里睡了?这可不是一般的 Some early morning can not get up early. Woke up, eyes open, eyes full of white: white quilts white sheets, randomly stir into a ball. I was surrounded by white groups tightly, soft warm blanket, exudes choking alcohol. On the counter in front of the window, the dark TV still bustling with excite love stories. On the nightstand stood a glass of half-cold tea. Yellow tea is not clear, like just woke up at this time mood, confused in the temporary short-circuit memory. Empty mind, can not remember the slightest anything. How to sleep in the hotel itself? This is not normal