January 8, 1983 (Cloudy) This dream is very long, I don't know how it came about, but I am sure it was a dream, not a real thing.

There are a lot of myths in this dream, and those who are good at creating should not let go of useful dreams, right? I have no choice but to put what I didn't finish yesterday behind, and I won't worry about not having to write it, because there are poems everywhere that can't be finished, which is what students who insist on keeping a diary are happy to see.

Now turn to this rare good dream.

Last night, although I lay down at night, I didn't fall asleep for a while as usual, today is the time for the language, I thought about my diary, there are many shortcomings, but what I wrote down is still useful.

It's just that time is in a hurry, energy is limited, and many things worth remembering and paying attention to have not been written down. This is especially true of family life and school life, both of which are important.

So a lot of characters came to my mind.

Dad took the "Li Zicheng" I borrowed to watch these days, and he was so fascinated that he almost forgot to eat and rest.

My brother went to Jielongqiao to learn to dress again three days ago, and he went home the day before yesterday, saying that it was to watch "Shaolin Temple". On the first day he went, he worked overtime until twelve o'clock, and the next day he went back to the movies and got a padded jacket;

Among the classmates, Jiang Peixin, who is quick and good at making friends and singing;

has a strong body, a plain mind and does not admit defeat, and always loves to break his wrist with Tian Shugen's fellow table Yuan Jun;

Zhou Wenjun, who worked hard but did not have a good academic performance;

Wu Lingao, who copied "A Bundle of Textbooks" to the 'modern old revolutionary' composed at that time, but actually looked small and delicate (later grew into a master), had a good memory, and spoke as anxiously as if he was shooting a machine gun;

Wan Yi, a medium-sized 'glasses' who plays basketball well and has good academic performance;

Fuch-red skin, a 'strong man' Ai Hu who is good at science and liberal arts, his belly can be flipped like a roller, which is really a stunt;

There is also another Jinwa Jiang Jijin, who has taken a photo with the 'hanging neck' Jinwa, and his language is good. He was as small as Wu Lingao, but he was shorter. He was articulate enough to study at Zaozi Primary School with the 'Hanging Neck', because he and another classmate were recommended to participate in the competition in the district, and they were given preferential treatment and transferred to our school to study, which is of the average level in our class.

There are also such two people, one is Li Caiquan, who always has his head up, and when he was taking the English test, he thought about it for a while, and created a zào 'H? O' is such a word that is said to be a laughing stock. In fact, his English is among the best in his class. Probably due to eyesight, on the court, he is tall and has a lot of chances to get the ball, but he can't hit one out of ten shots. My two younger sisters are 'beating Lao Geng' with his two sisters and forming close friends.

The other is He Shunquan, he is also passable on the court, and his academic performance is good, especially in Chinese, but he thinks too easily about writing novels as a writer, smoking too many cigarettes and falling in love too early, I am a little disgusted with him (I don't have any impression of him at all, I can't recall it at all, this is the personality that can be willing to be plain.) According to these descriptions, he is what the writer looks like, and maybe he is the so-and-so of the writers' association. I'm a farmer, by comparison. ）

Also, yesterday after school late, out of the school gate, our group of people ran. When we arrived on the highway outside Yuan Zhiliu's house, we met Luo Guangxin, an old schoolmate.

He is short and fat, very good at talking and expressions, and his communication skills, even Jiang Peixin, should be admired.

After his suspension of school, he is now studying at the Agricultural Technical School in Solitaire Commune. He nodded and said, "Hey, now that I'm in an agricultural technical school, I can't understand it without high school knowledge." Well, because our high school students are all liberal arts, and it's hard to find chemistry books. He turned to Yu Fugui again and said, "In this case, if you find the book, ask Yueping's brother to help me bring it over." I hurriedly said, "My brother doesn't know you." "Hehe, old acquaintances. ”

When I got home, my brother said, "Old acquaintances?" "This guy is kind of talkative. "Talking? "I thought about it so much before the dream, I shouldn't have remembered it for so long, but I thought it would be good for the future. Fall asleep slowly.

On this day, I wrote a diary with three or four thousand words, and it was too luxurious for a junior high school student to spend so much time keeping a diary. But I sleep less than others, averaging no more than six hours a day.