There are so many interesting things that I can remember all my life. Freshman military training didn't take long, and everyone still belongs to a somewhat familiar but not very familiar relationship. The boss and the third son said they would go to the night market on Friday night. The third child said, Sister, please hold my mobile phone for me. Don't lose it. The boss listens: Then why don't you keep it for yourself? Third: I'm afraid I've lost it. Boss: Huh? What if I lose it? Old three: it's okay, big sister. I don't blame you for losing it. Boss: I, I, I ... Then you'd better not bring your cell phone. The above is the retelling of my roommate Lao Si the next morning. At five o'clock the next morning, "I don't miss you because of loneliness" sounded in the dormitory, mixed with the sound of mobile phone vibration in the iron cabinet. At first, everyone fell asleep and vaguely shouted: whose mobile phone alarm clock rang, turn it off quickly. Nobody answered, and it stopped ringing soon. Five minutes later ... it started again. By the time I knew the fourth five minutes, everyone was awake. Then I found that my third son locked his mobile phone in the cupboard. The alarm clock rings every five minutes, and the boss never comes back to live. So we all listened to "I don't miss you because of loneliness" and chatted, thinking about how to talk about Lao San through this incident (because her alarm clock usually affects others, and she can't hear it when it rings, remind her to turn it off and ring it again in five minutes. ) We listened to this song more than 20 times on Saturday morning, because it was out of date on 12. Then this song became a pain in our hearts forever. It is exasperating that he or she will come back before seven o'clock. The six of us are chattering. She said that your cell phone started ringing at five o'clock, which woke us up dozens of times. We waited a lot for Barabara, and the third one didn't even look at us. She said quietly, "Oh." Then open the cupboard, turn off the alarm clock and go back to bed. All six of us are too stupid to believe our ears. Yes, that's the end of an "Oh". Ha ha ha ha, I still feel angry and funny when I think about it now!