The final exam is getting closer and closer, the sky is getting colder and colder, and the college entrance examination is also approaching. The pressure is mounting. In this cold winter, let the mood be wanton low, do you say that you are lonely and afraid or "ghost" is afraid, loneliness is a kind of ****, in other words, time. What it's like to be alone in a cold night, undisturbed and uncared for. The cold is a source of fear, and maybe after staying alone for a long time, you will not be so afraid.

It is not an exaggeration to say that two pairs of socks are not used when you go out, and the colder the day, the more lazy you are, and you don't want to get up at all. The things of the previous period have finally come to an end, and I am exhausted, so I must have a good rest. Hopefully those strange things don't happen to me. The phone was thrown aside, my brother didn't get up, I couldn't afford it, it was too cold, it was still drizzling outside, the road was wet, there was no desire to get up, it was half past seven, and the sky outside was still dark and pressing. It's terrifyingly dark. Whether anyone wants to live on this day, winter is the hardest season. The alarm clock kept ringing. It turned off and rang again. Finally, he poked his head out of the quilt impatiently. "It's seven o'clock? it's half past seven, and you haven't gotten up yet, don't you have a class today?" the old man said earnestly. Don't you want to take a leave of absence. "Head shrunk into the quilt. After a while, he mustered up the courage to lift the quilt and let himself out of the insulation room. You don't have to say it works. I was much more sober at once. I think only you, who are in school, can understand how much courage it takes to open it.

The phone rang, it was Ya's call, "You still can't get up, you're almost late? What about waiting for you to have breakfast? It's good to have a girlfriend, then you can find one yourself, I'm not blessed, I don't have that life! After speaking, I hid in the quilt again, I really envy you for being so comfortable." It's almost up, it's going to be late. You went to your girlfriend for breakfast, what did you tell me to do? You're not going to class? It's too cold, I'm going to hibernat, and you're going to leave me alone. While he was not paying attention, he lifted his quilt with one hand. All at once screams at you, "You're crazy, you're not in class." Hurry up. Annoying, neurotic, uncomfortable and dragging me into the water. "Hurry up, I've got it done, hurry up yourself and don't be late." "Honestly, I don't think about it, I was called by Ya, and I must enter the classroom at the last second without a girlfriend. No way. It's still dark outside, and the drizzle is heavy. I wonder how those who get up early do it. I'm not in the habit of wearing an umbrella unless it's raining. I walked with a light rain.

My hometown belongs to the southwest, and it is still very cold in winter, so you don't dare to go out without wearing three or four clothes. Wear a thick down jacket. As soon as the door was pushed, it was still dawn, so go back and sleep for a while? A gust of cold wind slapped on the face, stinging like a knife and cutting mercilessly on the face. It's hard to tell if it's a skate or the wind. Gritted his teeth and walked with his head down, his legs trembling. Is this the power of love in the legend? rain or shine, even if it is a sea of swords and fires, a word from the person you like is about to arrive. Leaving the dwelling, groups of umbrellas appeared in front of me, and I, with my head shrunk forward. The feet have long been unconscious, and the water vapor from the mouth is smoking, as if everyone has inserted a pipe into it, men, women and children are smoking, and the national smoking day has entered the winter! It's not a long journey, but it's like I've walked for centuries. Every step was so difficult, and the soles of the feet creaked as I walked on the road. I don't know if my brother got up? Give him a call, forget it, I'm going to be late. Wow! What time is it? An old man who picks up garbage carries waste products that are several times higher than his own in the kind of basket at home. Wandering along, like a garbage tractor. I didn't ask much, and I wouldn't engage in those fictitious things, saying what to help him, there would be no such situations in the real society, and it would only appear in fairy tales. Passers-by can make a way to be Amitabha Buddha, where will they say to help him share this, everyone comes to the world has his special existence. The cycle of cause and effect creates the current state of life. I think the world is a logic of a causal cycle. What kind of cause there is, what kind of fruit will bear fruit, and it will not let you experience human suffering for no reason. Poverty may be due to not working hard enough when you were young, or illness and disaster, these are the causes and effects of your current state of life. The cycle of cause and effect is a very deep Buddhist science, and it is not clear for a while. Everyone who passes by is accustomed to it and thinks there is nothing strange about it. Not with me, I took out my phone and took a few pictures. I would like to express my thoughts at this moment. Don't help forget it, I still take pictures, maybe some people will say that I am not moral. If you don't help, you will fall into the well, and there are two sides to everything. The purpose of my photographs is to inspire those who have lost interest in life, what reason is there not to work hard when they are young, and what excuse is there to hide under the quilt to enjoy. Stealing warmth in the quilt will only give us bad seeds. Shape the state of our later lives. Of course, this is not to satirize the old man, maybe he is like this today, because he suffered some setback or disaster when he was young. I'm not a saint, so I can't do the realm of not being happy with things and not being sad about myself. I posted a note to say that life is not easy and cherished, what reason do we have not to work hard. The phone rang, "Where are you?" You still have time to post, then you still have time to shop? You still comment, you still like? I'm not waiting for you to be bored, where are you? I'm almost in the yard for breakfast. "Yes, in that courtyard is the small stove cafeteria for students, and there is almost everything in it. "Hurry up, I'm cold, my feet are frozen, okay, you can bear with me a little longer, and I'll be there." Look back, don't you have an umbrella? What kind of umbrella does a man have? Don't catch a cold and have a runny nose. What kind of umbrella do you want, besides, I'm dressed very cotton, and the umbrella is reserved for you delicate girls, so you can blow it! I won't hold an umbrella for you. I don't need to. Hey, hey!" Ayah is taller than me, so it's her holding the umbrella every time, and I enjoy it. It's still drizzling, think about two people with two umbrellas, so many people in the school, how troublesome it is to use umbrellas? It's the peak time to eat breakfast. The door of the courtyard was very small, and it took a long time to squeeze in, Ya, blame me all over his face, but he didn't say it, blame me for getting up too late. Women are emotional animals, easy to be happy, and easy to be sad. I like to bury everything in my heart, like to pile things up, and find an opportunity to release them at once. It's baffling you. I finally squeezed out the breakfast, and I met the head teacher again, and I really met Wen Shen. Aya found out earlier than I did, reacted faster than I did, and I didn't even know when my umbrella wasn't on my head. "Teacher, early, early, hurry, late! Oh! "You're so fast! Of course, you wouldn't know how you'd die. You're still amazing, I adore you the most. Ya pouted, "Ignore you!" We talked and laughed all the way, first to Ya's classroom, I was upstairs, and returned to the classroom after saying goodbye to Ya with affection, "The love of my youth may be very young, but it is definitely the most real, purest and truest love, because when we have no other clutter to interfere with our truest world." All I need to do is like you, and it's enough if you like me. The process is full of curiosity and longing for the future.

It's cold, and my hands are in my pocket, and it's as warm as coming home to the classroom. But there are all kinds of breakfast flavors. Every time the teacher comes in, he will say. Don't bring breakfast in to eat, it's useless to say anything, you should still bring it. The many hurdles of the school are a piece of cake for the students. There are policies and countermeasures, the director of the teaching office and the vice principal of the school in the cold day check the post, especially the glutinous rice, some put it in the schoolbag, see that your schoolbag is too swollen, immediately tell you to stop the search, the boy must be searched, the girl will not dare, why don't you dare? Because there was a joke, there were a few very naughty female students in order to rectify the vice principal, deliberately bought a lot of sanitary napkins and put them in the schoolbag, and proudly walked the way that the vice principal checked, the vice principal saw that he must check, so a big schoolbag. This one found out the joke. The vice principal told her to open it, but she didn't open it herself, and finally the vice principal went to open it herself, and the moment she opened it, she was embarrassed to death, and a group of students surrounded her, and several boys deliberately asked the principal what was this? The female classmate also deliberately threw the sanitary napkins in her schoolbag on the ground, and said loudly, look, see enough, now you are satisfied! Do you want to use it? A large group of students are laughing around, and the security guards have come to maintain order. The serious and serious vice principal instantly blushed and stammered, "Put it away!" Since that time, he has never checked the schoolgirls' bags again, so it is safest for girls to bring breakfast. If there is a boy who is suspicious, he will take it immediately, and the professionalism is awe-inspiring.

Soon the class started, "Class!" "Hello teacher! Hello classmates! The class leader clicked on the people to see who was late or absent from class," the class leader swept his eyes and stood up and said, "Wu Duan didn't arrive, what's the matter?" He said that he lived in the school, and told me that he seemed to be sick. Why didn't he tell me? Did any of our classmates share a dormitory with him? No, how does this count? I stood up and said, "Teacher, you're so unfair! People are sick, and they are absent from class for no reason, and they are not convinced! It's not fair! Tell me what's unfair? If he's not sick, you can call and ask the dormitory to find out." Don't reason with me. I don't know your little bit of caution, I want to hide under the quilt when it's cold, pretend to be sick when I don't go to class, and cheat and play tricks. Pretending to be pretending to be your phone call knows. "I clearly know that Wu Duan's personality is generally not sneaky and slippery. That's why I stood up and spoke to him, and he was always grateful to me for that. A good person did it, but this offended the gods, and my life will definitely be difficult in the future. I think the days of the fast shift are almost over, it doesn't matter, I'm going to leave anyway. This kind of cold-blooded class is not uncommon to me. "I didn't bother to talk to you, so I asked us to take out our textbooks and read the articles silently," and went out to talk to me alone, "If Zhang Jian has any questions next time, will you tell me after class?" Okay, teacher, next time I remember, "Now I'm on the same page with the homeroom teacher." I had to cheer up all his lessons. If you are not careful, you will be named. Shooting a bird in the head is an absolute truth. I thought to myself that the teacher was too stingy! I held a grudge like this, couldn't I be wrong?

It is still very cold after school at noon, and the mood of such weather is not good, and the mood of offending the teacher is even more depressed, and the teacher's words and deeds really determine the mood of a student's day. Of course, it's for students who love to learn, and I belong to the latter. Sometimes walking down the road feels like the walking dead being numb. I didn't eat with Ya at noon. On the way back, something strange happened, and I still haven't figured it out.