In the last semester, I reached the peak of laziness, slept without scruples in class, I didn't take the professor in my eyes for a long time, he didn't lecture but couldn't sleep steadily, my lullaby, the curtains of the classroom were closed all year round, dim and dead, an excellent sleeping environment, occasionally dreaming, the content has nothing to do with the future, mostly fragments of the past. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 As soon as I woke up, I looked at the blank backs of my classmates in front of me, my blank eyes revealed a blank look for the future, and the professor's lifeless voice was like a cold machine, I knew that I was sitting in a group of corpses, but I could still sleep so peacefully. Please forgive me for using the word corpse, I don't mean it badly, just look into your eyes, and I unconsciously think of the word corpse. The sunlight outside the window was just enough to wrap around the last seat, and luckily I was in this one. I was bathed in the sun, surrounded by corpses still in the dark, my hazy eyes had long been unable to distinguish their names, I had been classmates for two years, some of them I couldn't name yet, in the whole dim classroom, this ray of sunlight seemed so dazzling, like lightning piercing the night sky, like a candle piercing the dead night, I was in this ray of sun, I could only be in this ray of sun, only in the sun, my blood was warm, if I took a step forward and was in the darkness, I would also be like them, become a cold corpse, bleeding frozen blood, and then, I would be afraid of the sunWhen I returned to the sun, there would be a trace of black smoke coming out of my body, and then I would moan in pain, I couldn't! I could only live in this ray of sunshine, and I couldn't go beyond the thunder pool.

But I, too, am a corpse, a corpse in the sun.

In their eyes.

But even if it's a corpse, there's a difference, isn't it? You are afraid of the sun, but I am not afraid, although we all fantasize about the same, and the Internet café we go to after class is the same, and we will also look at the coquettish female network administrator a few more times and violate her with my eyes, but I don't want to admit that I am the same as you, I am me! I am different from you! I am different from you! Don't say any more, let me deceive myself for a while.

Let me rest in my dreams for a while.

Let me rest in my fantasy for a while.

Even if there is darkness in front of me, it is my territory, and you cannot violate it.

I am not afraid of the dark, because I know that in a dimly lit classroom, there is always a ray of light......

2010-09-16