Canteen March When I think of Vienna, the city of music, beautiful symphonies can’t help but ring in my ears. Speaking of our canteen, it also reminds me of a march that is “unbearable to look back on”. "Ding-a-ling-a-ling, jingle-a-ling-a-ling" begins. This is the beginning of the march. The last bell in the morning takes on this glorious and arduous task, calling countless students to move forward bravely like moths to a flame. In an instant, the canteen, which had been silent just now, suddenly became lively. Musicians from various departments took their places and started the canteen march. The conductors are the chefs who help us prepare meals through the window. In the crowded canteen, there were long queues. I couldn't match the speed of those "scud" horses, so I had to wait at the end of the team. Develop "What are you doing! Why are you squeezing me!" There seemed to be a small dispute in front of him. There was a fat "overlord" who wanted to take the place of the classmate at the front and replace the thin one. The students were so crowded that it was "unspeakably miserable". Human nature is designed to sympathize with the weak. The people behind the classmate all criticized the big and thick-waisted "overlord". Even the silent chef spoke up to help the classmate. However, no one took any actual action. "Everyone, don't crowd! Line up! Line up!" This is a female classmate who is helping the teacher on duty today. "This classmate, what is your name? Which class are you in? Line up! Don't crowd!" It is said that, If the students on duty in the cafeteria were asked to write down their names and report them to the teacher, they would be publicly criticized by the principal during the whole school assembly. Thinking of this terrible consequence, the "overlord" had no choice but to retreat angrily. Alas, this matter delayed me for 5 minutes, and my stomach was already growling with hunger. However, there is no other way. I can only look forward to the speed of the classmates in front of me to cook faster, faster, and faster. The classmates who had climaxed all prepared their meals one after another. The aroma of the vegetables that hit my face made my stomach growl a few times. "Make way! Make way!" In front, a classmate was holding a full plate of food and squeezing back from the top of the line. Another "lucky guy". Alas, who made my "100-meter sprint" not as good as others? I was depressed in my heart. "Ah - this is my new skirt! You pay me!" Suddenly, his vegetable soup splashed on the skirt of a female classmate. If Li Qingzhao's "fight for the crossing, fight for the crossing" were tampered with, a pool of gulls and herons would be startled. ", that is "vegetable soup, vegetable soup, startled with a scream." That classmate suddenly changed from the "lucky one" to the "unlucky one". The huge gap made him at a loss what to do. These things happen every day, and I am used to being ranked last every time. At this time, I can only silently pray for that classmate in my heart, hoping that the female classmate will not be unreasonable. At the end it’s finally my turn! I finally made it to the front. Looking at today's sumptuous menu, I pointed at the menu and said, "Master, give me this..." However, before I could finish speaking, I heard a "clang" sound, and a piece of iron plate ruthlessly changed my joy. Turned into ashes. The iron plate said: The food in this window has been finished, please go to other windows to prepare food.

This march ended with me feeling extremely disappointed, but in order to fill my stomach, I had to start it all over again! Alas, this unbearable canteen march!