"Ding..." When the alarm clock rang for the 30th time, I finally opened the warm quilt and got up. Winter is really suitable for sleeping. No wonder animals like to hibernate. Suddenly, I envy those hibernating animals. At least they still have a winter vacation. . . .
After getting dressed and squeezing into the overcrowded bus, I once again firmly believed that I had won the lottery. Sometimes when I am bored, I wonder what the purpose of my existence is. After thinking about it, I still have no answer. When I ask others, no one seems to be able to answer.