Daydreaming can make a whole day pass by. Yes, Ling'er often thought that.
Get up! The clock struck eleven a long time ago, and Ling'er's mother was shouting loudly for her.
Oh, I'd really still been dreaming just now. How could I sleep so much?
She hurried to get up. A storm was about to break, and it looked like there was no escaping it today.
Thinking this, Ling'er got out of bed.
