The first to rise was not a crowing rooster
The first light is a woman\'s bedside lamp
She doesn\'t even need an alarm clock
Her biological clock is set at 5:00 a. M.
First the bedroom bedside lamp, the kitchen stove
Then the porridge, blurring the window
sputter sound of fried eggs, and the smell
Adds something to the child\'s morning dream
Although sleepy, taste not awake
There wasn\'t much touched and taken at the table
But every day of every week
Like a restaurant open from five to nine
Never close before the gaokao
After gaokao
The restaurant closed
Never open again