“叮——”清脆的起床铃刺破了校园的沉寂。也许还贪恋睡多的甜美,铃声住了五分钟,寝室里仍然毫无动静。到底还是寝室长英雄,一声爆喊:“北京时间六点过五分——做操要迟了!”惊醒了一双双惺松的睡眼。顿时,打呵欠的、叹气的、找衣服的、在果皮堆里翻鞋子的、提着裤子跑厕所的,好不热闹。一刻钟的整理时间一晃而过,操场上响起了进行曲,手脚快的便一手摸香,一手用水抹抹头发,拽着慢一点的飞下楼去。 “Uh--” The crispy wake-up bell pierced the campus. Maybe he still lusted for the sweetness of sleeping, and he rang for five minutes. There was still no movement in the bedroom. In the end it was the hero of the bedroom and yelled: “Beijing time has five minutes past six o’clock - it’s too late to do it!” "Awakened by a pair of loose eyes. Suddenly, yawning, sighing, looking for clothes, turning shoes in the pile of skins, and running pants with trousers are not lively. After a quarter of an hour’s finishing time flashed through, the marching song rang and the hands and feet quickly touched the fragrant hand, wiping his hair with water, and flitting slowly down the stairs.