This year, my third year

In this way, I was a junior, so hurried that I didn’t leave any time for me to breathe. I was unprepared. When I came back, I stayed in Yanzhou for a day and lived with my brother. Yanzhou was indeed a small town, but it had a concise and ancient flavor, roads or buildings seem to tell him that he has a very long and beautiful past. Maybe only people like me who are full of emotions and do nothing can have such leisure feelings to observe and tell these things. I don’t like big cities, such as Jinan. I hate being a tutor at night. From Quanfu to Dongcang, there were only a few scattered people in the empty BRT-3. The road was so wide and the surroundings were so quiet. It seemed that I was left alone in the corner, that kind of dispensable feeling makes me feel horrible. I am surprised, where are those people in the daytime? Have you all gone home? Well, I’m going home. Put on the headphones and turn on the sound. I am not good at singing and the art of music. I just want to try my best to prove my existence, but everything seems to be useless. By contrast, I like small cities, such as Yanzhou, sunshine and Lanshan. I like the real feeling of being surrounded by real people, warm. Neon lights need not be too dazzling, roads need not be too wide, there are not so many expensive speeding cars, and there is no need for bustling and luxurious shops. Just like liking a person, it is because of his story, not his handsome appearance. It is also true that I like a place, because what kind of people I met here, what kind of things happened, and what unforgettable memories I left. At home, my mother asked me where I would go after graduation. I said I could go anywhere, but I wouldn’t stay here anyway. Then my mother asked me, where are you going. I will talk about it later. So far, I have not gone there first. In other words, where can I go without returning to sunshine. I still remember this time two years ago when I was dragging my luggage and sitting on K8284, watching the small town which had raised me for 19 years drifting away, it was so painful that I leaned against the window, quiet cried. The mother aside said that going to school was not married there. There was nothing to cry. It has been two years in a flash. How can time pass so fast. Two years ago, in this strange city, I was full of curiosity about everything. Qianfoshan, Baotu Spring, Heihu Spring, Hero Mountain, Daming Lake and Quancheng Square secretly entered Shandong TV station with my classmates, then the staff found out that they walked out awkwardly and walked to an art exhibition hall on youth East Road. Two years later, I couldn’t afford any spirit for these places any more. Is more miss home, think that a little dirty a mess right of Wanpingkou square, Miss Arashiyama archipelago, even miss that seems no Quancheng Park 1/3 large hai qu gong yuan, Miss Heiner that piece of haunted house, I even miss the Lanxi ecological garden near my home. There are only some flowers and plants, and several mu of tea garden can make me so nostalgic. I wonder if I am the only one like this? On the first night of school, Liu Liu in the dormitory said she missed home, and the elder sister also said she missed home. The third sister also said she missed home, and the fourth sister didn’t come back until the night of school. It turns out that everyone is like this. In junior year, everyone seems to be more stable and wise, and they all become more homesick. What’s more tragic is that I caught a cold as soon as I got back to school this time. I was so strong at ordinary times that I was so weak that I couldn’t handle it. I didn’t want to attend classes, get up, do not want to do anything that I didn’t want, I am too lazy to move even when eating and drinking water. The worm has been in the dormitory all the time. In the corridor, there are people who move and press the network cable. Every day, the sound of punching holes, pulling wires and making expansion wires is repeated. The miracle is in such a busy occasion, I can sleep without scruple. Maybe everyone is vulnerable. Now I really don’t want to move at all. Maybe it’s because I slept all afternoon and had a full sleep, lying there and doing nothing, he got up and put some words on the code. This is my favorite thing to do. White paper and black words give me a particularly real feeling, compared with those small touches that are colorful but vulnerable in front of reality, they can give me a strong sense of security. After seeing these, someone will certainly laugh at me, laughing at me for writing nonsense again without a head or a tail. I have to admit that my ability to control words is really not equal to one tenth of his ability. It has been a few days since the beginning of school, and it is time for the freshmen to register again in a few days. It is also a group of freshmen who are full of curiosity, longing and yearning for the city or mountain teachers. Who knows what is waiting for you? Is it satisfaction, disappointment, or the gap that varies from person to person determined by subjective factors? The charm of the future may lie in this, because she is full of all kinds of unknowns and all kinds of variables. What I am sure of is that opportunities or luck will always favor some people who work harder and are more prepared than others. Strive to become strong and make everyone feel that you are very happy. This is not hypocrisy, let alone affectation, because there are always some happy people who like to chew others’ misfortune from time to time to enhance their happiness. Because there is such a small group, because there are such a few people, it is more beautiful life, in addition, no one can be strong for you. University is indeed a very magical place. Some things will be polished round and smooth by time and all trivial matters, while some things are more colorful and domineering in the repetition day after day, and I show off my teeth and claws. There will be another period of time when we are trapped in a dead end. Everything is looking at you with teeth gnashed, pretending to be a winner, blowing beard and glaring to declare that you are wrong. In those days, don’t think too much or do too much, because in that situation, we are easy to make mistakes and make some irrational and wrong decisions. In those days, the best way was to read some books quietly, some unimportant books, and then let the imaginary enemy leave quietly. People say that university may be the most beautiful four years in one’s life, I don’t know. Because there is still a long way to go, I can’t predict what will be waiting for me. There is no comparison, so I can’t know. Cherish the time, cherish the things, in a word, do and cherish. It has already been autumn, and some branches of walnut trees in front of building 3 have been repaired, which makes the front of the building look particularly desolate. One autumn rain and one cold, the rain a few days ago also made the campus colder. Autumn is like this, half bright and half depressed is coming. The arrangement of the Four Seasons in Jinan is particularly unreasonable. Autumn is very short, just like the Spring in Jinan, especially like sasuan. Putting it on the head is like a matchmaker, especially deformed, the tail of Xia was twitched gently, and came hurriedly, then the meaning came to an end. Another month is the Mid-Autumn Festival, with 11 small long holidays by the way. I haven’t figured out what to do yet. According to my character, she should be fully arranged. Then, when winter comes and winter goes, it will be another year…… If the days passed quietly like this, it should also be called quiet and comfortable……

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