Tuesday, November 29, haze

I don't know when it started, but the diary has one more weather option, haze. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When I was a child, I was learning Chinese, and I was always not very intuitive about the word "haze", and it was easy to distinguish it from the notorious "civet" during the SARS period. Now that I think about it, Chinese characters are really broad and profound, and the so-called haze means that the sky is not full of rain, but the fur of civet cats.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, as long as the weather is gloomy, I feel that my throat and eyes are full of civet hair, itching, I can't cough out, I can't swallow, I'm half-dead and stuck there, life is better than death.

Bai Xue has lived in this city for a long time, and it seems that the frog has been boiled in warm water and boiled to death, and the pig is not afraid of boiling water, but symbolically looks at the signal and wears a mask, and cleans his nasal passages with salt water every morning and evening.

Xuemei is as rough and thick as ever, and in her words, the little girl is hypocritical.

Since Yingying was hurt by love, she has become more and more well-behaved, and she cherishes words like gold, everything is noncommittal, and everything is indifferent to "that doesn't matter". It's a routine, what to do.

The weather is unclear and unpleasant, and life is also unclear and cloudy.

In a daze, Shang Ke was pulled into a group to participate in a national mathematical modeling competition.

It is true that I was a math class representative for three years in high school, but it turns out that this is not the reason. Because the task they gave me was to write a thesis.

When the group met for the first time, I was very repulsed, because I was a big girl, Shang Ke and another young man named Li Lu, and the three monks didn't understand the truth that they had no water to drink?

Fortunately, I was introverted and kind, and I was hesitating in my heart how to refuse the wording, but Shang Ke beckoned to me and called "Qi Zheng"!

My heart turned my head like a deer, and the ten thousand rays of light almost blinded my eyes—a holy priest-like existence, as small and humble as I never had the courage to peep, and tried my best to forget, to forget the perfect existence, to no longer mention a word, and now, he is still coming towards me. With its own light, the face of the knife is shining, and the male hormones rushing to my face, I seem to see Lee Min Ho, who is as handsome as a mountain, stretching out his hand to Jun Ji-hyun, who is sparkling and shining......

My face is so hot, I can't help but subconsciously touch the corners of my mouth, there must be a hara flowing out there! I must have saved the Cretaceous in my last life.

Suddenly, I thanked Shang Ke, thanked him for introducing us, thanked him for telling me that Qi Zheng was the real group leader, and thanked him for telling Qi Zheng that I was able to join because my Chinese score in the college entrance examination was the highest in the whole department--how did Shang Ke know that I was the highest? I don't even know how many I ranked!--But it doesn't matter, where should I go to burn incense Thank you? Thanks to Qi Zheng, the impression given to Qi Zheng is no longer that of a little girl who is flustered and shedding tears, but a girl in the science of Niucha who has 13 in the Chinese exam.

The Modeling Gang of Four was officially formed. The division of labor is clear: Shang Ke analyzes the data, Li Lu searches the literature, and Qi Zheng builds the model, while I am responsible for listening to their theories and then expressing them in simple language.

In the past two weeks, I have been constantly reading the literature, reading the past questions, watching their calculus, and then listening to them, to be precise, listening to Qi Zheng's ideas. Then, yesterday, we competed together.

The topic was difficult, but I had a lot of fun. A problem of measuring the rotation of the Earth through shadows. They were so happy that I understood. The reason is very clear - the sun is a star, the earth is the planet of the sun, and the shadow is the trace of the sun.

Yes, Qi Zheng is like a star, shining on us, even if I once humbly hid in the shadows, but so what? From the moment the light is projected, fate has already been born, isn't it?

There may be errors and biases, and there may be smog obstructions, but there is a gravitational force between them, and there will inevitably be a trajectory.