“啊……不好!7点4 6分啦……”唉,早晨“慌乱情景剧”再次上演。每个月总有那么几天,我是伴着老妈惊恐的大叫声从床上蹿起来的,脸不洗、牙不刷、饭不吃,号叫着冲进校门。虽然老妈为了防止此剧重演,定了N个闹铃,可是仍然无济于事,不醒,不醒,就是不醒!其实我还不是最悲惨的,最惨的受害者是老爸。记得一天深夜,电话铃声大作,老妈迷迷糊糊地拿起电话,却直接丢在床头,翻 “Ah ... not good! 7: 4 6 points ... ...” Oh, morning “Panic melodrama ” staged again. Every month there are always a few days, I was scared with my mother shouted from the bed up, face wash, teeth do not brush, eat rice, shouting into the school gate. Although the mother in order to prevent this drama repeat, set N alarm, but still useless, waking, awake, is not awake! In fact, I am not the most miserable, the worst victim is the father. I remember one night late at night, phone ringing, Mom stumbled to pick up the phone, but lost directly in the bed, turn