“我是一只小小小小鸟,想要飞却飞不高!”伴着歌声,我从床上懒懒地爬起,惺忪地望着闹钟。七点了!糟糕,又要迟到了!七点三十分!只听见旱冰鞋轮子的嗖嗖声,我已滑入教室,还没坐定“老板”就进来了。他推了推眼镜,扫视了一下我们,只觉得眼神好像比过去更加严肃。他清了清喉咙说:“ “I’m a little little bird, I want to fly but I can’t fly high!” Accompanied by the song, I got up lazily from the bed and stared at the alarm clock. It’s seven o’clock. Oh, it’s late again! At 7:30, I heard the buzz of the roller skate wheels. I had already slid into the classroom. I hadn’t even arrived at the “boss” yet. He pushed the glasses and glanced at us. He only felt that his eyes seemed more serious than in the past. He cleared his throat and said: "