家里的钟在客厅阴暗的角落里懒洋洋地敲了十一下,城市渐渐睡去,只剩下我的房间里孤独又刺眼的白光。桌子上,山一样的作业堆在我的旁边,我一点儿也不敢放松,一刻不停歇地奋笔疾书着。可是渐渐地,我的意识模糊了,手在机械地运动着,脑子里却只剩下两个离我很遥远又近在眼前的字:睡觉!双眼布满血丝的我和瞌睡虫进行多次搏斗后,终于败下阵来,忍不住趴 The clock in the home lazily knocked on the dark corner of the living room eleven, the city fell asleep, leaving only the lonely and dazzling white light in my room. On the table, the mountain-like pile of work beside me, I did not dare to relax at all. But gradually, my consciousness was blurred, and my hands were moving mechanically, leaving only two words in my mind that were far and near me: going to sleep! After fighting, finally defeated, could not help lying