Today is the last exam, a semester of project defense, I am the 3rd group, soon over, after getting off the stage, sit in the last row, quietly watch them on the stage to promote the text, I don't know how many points I have, presumably not too much, this major is not as interesting as I imagined, all day long typing code and writing programs, too boring. The pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info opened the curtains, the sun poured down, so I was a little caught off guard, stretched out my hand to block, a large white cloud in the distance slowly drifted by, and soon the sun covered, after today, we have a holiday, other majors have long gone home, the whole school is empty, as if it has been forgotten. I suddenly felt very tired, lying in the corner and falling asleep, the sun sprinkled on me, warmly, just like a childhood afternoon, lying in my mother's arms, listening to songs and falling asleep, outside the window is never tired of knowing, at that time I could score 100 points, but now, even passing is a problem, and only when I fall asleep, my heart will be quiet, so that I will not worry about the future. I haven't called home for a long time, every time I call, my mother wants me to eat more, wear more clothes, study hard, and go out of society soon, I want to have a man's appearance, I say okay every time, but every time I hang up the phone, I continue to play games, continue to give up, and throw professional books in the corner and never pick them up. Mom, don't blame me, okay? I just don't like it, I just don't want to do what I don't want to do, but you will definitely educate me that people live in this world, how can they do things according to their own preferences? There are many things that I don't like to do, but I have to do them, I think one day I will figure it out, do what I don't like to do, and then live my whole life, and then continue to ask my child to do what he doesn't like to do, when can I stop it? Don't shed any more tears for me, okay? I'll live well, I'll take on the responsibilities of a man, I'm almost 20 years old, the outside world is close to me, and soon I'll be able to fly proudly, and you'll be on the ground looking up and applauding me, and I'm sure I'll fly beautifully, like I dreamed of when I was a kid.

The sun was warm for a long time, I don't know when, I finally woke up, opened my eyes, the classroom was already empty, all the students had already finished their defense, I don't know when they had left, maybe it was 1 hour ago, maybe it was just now, I can imagine they must have been very happy when they heard the teacher announce the holiday! But they didn't wake me up, or I slept in the corner, they didn't notice. Looking at the dimly lit classroom, and the books left on the blackboard, I felt like I had returned to a certain year, month, and day, and I could still imagine how shy she was when she came to me.

I sat quietly for a while, this afternoon seemed like an eternity, I got up, closed the classroom door, turned around, the corridor was sunny, and the breeze was blowing on my face.

2010-01-19