我还在上幼儿园的时候,每天最怕的就是集体午睡,叽叽喳喳的脱衣服是开场,咚咚地倒在床上是序曲,唧唧咕咕的悄声说话后陷入一片寂静。我晚睡晚起惯了,中午根本睡不着。眼见着左右的小伙伴都进入了甜美的梦乡,有的还流出了口水,自己只好百无聊赖地玩发卡。那只发卡长得像枚长瓜子,淡蓝中带点青。我打开又合上它,故意让它发出“啪”、“嗒”、“啪”、“嗒”的声音。窗外的喜鹊起哄似的“嘎嘎”飞过,在宁静的我的心湖上, When I was still in kindergarten, I was most afraid of the collective nap each day, and my twittering was the opening. Pounded down on the bed was the overture, and the cuckoo whispered into silence. I am late at night getting used to it, can not sleep at noon. Seeing the small partners around have entered the sweet dreams, and some also out of saliva, they had no choice but to play cards. That hairpin looks like long melon seeds, light blue with a little green. I turned it on and closed it, deliberately letting it sound “pop,” “click,” “snap,” “click.” Out of the window of the magpie playing coax “quack” flew in the quiet of my heart lake,