My third life

Autumn ran out of the open calendar, and I stepped into the third day, and the new life began.

Morning. 6:40: "Get up!" I was reluctantly dragged out of my dreams by my mother, lazily leaving my beloved bed, and slowly putting on clothes. Because of today's assault test, I had to temporarily hold the Buddha's feet and pick up the lights to read at night. Although it is not fast and light, but the consequences are directly caused me to remain confused and half-awake...

Morning. 7:00: I finally stopped walking, seeing the time, Oh, My God! 7 o'clock. Worse, I have to be late, I don't want to be dumped into meat dumplings! Hurry up and down three times and two places to pull my chicken nest. Rushing to the dinner table and gorging.

a 7:22 in the morning: I quickly jumped off the car, the horsepower was fully open, the speed was 200 kilometers per hour, and the wind rushed to the ultimate destination - the classroom. Despite the strange value of the value of the door, I rushed all the way to the teaching building. At this speed, the 80-meter sprint champion at the sports meeting is none other than me.

7:25 in the morning: "Call, call..." I climbed upstairs panting, and the first-order stairs were particularly long and seemed to have no end. "The hateful classroom actually moved to the 5th floor." "Zero zero", the piercing ringing interrupted my complaint, run fast! Finally stepped on the beat at the end of the ringtone into the classroom, I took out the English book The gas is not exhausted, and the students are wowed up. Secretly looking around, there are a few warriors who are rushing to make up their homework. Good guys, they must have been trapped in the "network thing" last night, can't extricate themselves!

8:00 in the morning: The spirited teacher came in with a spring breeze, and the classroom was silent, and people couldn't help but admire the infinite charm of the teachers.

At 12:00 in the morning: I flew out of the school gate, and my stomach was already singing in an uneasy manner. In the endless stream of traffic, I left to hide, rushed through the black smoke of the sun, and finally returned to my lovely home.

2:00 pm: I grabbed my bag and rushed out of the house, once again performing the hard physical training of the runners in the morning.

3:15 pm: I was struggling in X and Y. I finally had a chance to take a breather. I walked happily with my friends on the long runway, listening to the wind dancing in the heavens and the earth. The sky is so blue, the cloud is so white, life is so beautiful! A gryphon pulls us back to the cruel reality: "Let you run, not walk, and then lazy, you will stand up and squat." "Run fast... ..." My screams with my friends, disappeared at the end of the runway.

6:40 pm: I came to the classroom in the evening when I was extremely depressed. A hard and enduring battle blew the horn.

10:30 pm: I am tired and I am getting into the bed, "zzz..."

This is my third day of life, no loss of vitality in monotony, and fullness in the busy. If there is a boring one-hundredth of the third day, there will be a hundred and one-half happiness. There is always a point where you can raise your mouth, smile with your heart, and then enthusiasm every day to meet the new sun!