每天早晨6:05准时被闹钟叫醒,赶快洗脸刷牙,呆呆地看着盥洗盆里溅起的白色水花;6:20,在餐桌边嚼着早饭,听着一连串的时政新闻,依然昏昏欲睡;7:00,遥遥看见学校门口人潮涌动,暗暗加快了步伐。第一节是数学课,老师在讲台上孜孜不倦地讲,充斥着恼人的学术名词,像加了剂量的安眠药,催人入眠。我狠狠地掐了一下自己的手臂,一道血印赫然浮现于皮肤表面,大脑像突然拧紧了某个关键的螺丝一般,顿时思路清晰了。但过不 Every morning at 6:05 am wake up on time, wash your face and brush your teeth, staring blankly at the splash of white water in the basin; 6:20, chewing breakfast at the table, listening to a series of current affairs news, still drowsiness Sleepy; 7:00, see the school crowds crowds surging, quietly accelerated the pace. The first section is a math class, the teacher tirelessly speaking on the podium, full of annoying academic terms, such as the dose of sleeping pills, hurried to sleep. I severely pinch my arm, a bloodmark impressively emerges in the skin surface, the brain suddenly tightened a key screw, suddenly clear ideas. But no