What is the experience of dropping things in the dormitory five times a day?

Once, I accidentally left a thermos flask full of water in our dormitory. Dormitory is a part of Wang Yang, and it feels like the scene where the White Snake is submerged. But there are only six pots in our dormitory, and I dropped five at a time. I have a feeling of collapse. Then we cleaned up the dormitory, and went to the supermarket to buy pot gall with the pot shell alone. My roommate still teases me about serial wrestling.