"Brother Fu is so powerful today, he deserves to be a male god, and he has raised his face in our science class. Liu Pengju, why are you so decrepit! Shame on us Guizhou people!"

"Do you want to be like this, it's a fellow countryman, give me some face, my big brother Longyu. You're a brother, but it's a pity that you have a rich girlfriend, and you have no hope. Hahahaha!"

"Do you want to take care of it? no one looks down on you anyway, you will be single for the rest of your life!"

"Let you stand in the way, thank you!"

I made a serious gesture to ask her to give way. She looked surprised, turned around and couldn't see anything, and scolded a psychopath!

I saw the orchid behind her, just under the pear tree on the lawn behind, under the gorgeous white pear blossoms, she smiled so innocently and gorgeously, so beautiful!

"Let's go eat first! I'll go for a walk, and Quanfu will help me carry the medicine box, thank you. ”

Walking to the lawn, the sun will be just right, walk around the pear forest, is it to smell the pear blossoms that exude a faint fragrance. My nose is much more sensitive than before, and my rhinitis seems to be much better after I arrived in the northwest, at least now I can smell the smell of spring, and my world used to be only bird language, but now I finally have the fragrance of flowers.

Lying flat on the lawn, let the whole body slowly relax, imagine yourself lying on the beach and soak up the sun as before, not far from the Ming Lake from time to time from the sound of black swans and the laughter of those couples, as if it has reached the season of animals in estrus.

I'm fine, are you okay? Is it spring in your place? Take your eyes to the place you go, close your eyes, my world is so beautiful, there are lakes, there are flowers, there are even butterflies and bees, and there are those birds that I like.

I don't know how long it took, when the tiredness disappeared and the hunger and thirst in the abdomen came, I reluctantly got up, strolled towards the cafeteria, and looked back at the direction of Minghu Lake, the bluegrass on the lakeside should also sprout!

In the multimedia classroom at half past three, the modern and modern history teacher talked about the history of the past on the podium, and did not care about the people of the present - a few of the hundred or so people in the seat were listening. This is the sadness of basic public classes, the exams are all open-booked, isn't this for everyone to play with their mobile phones! All the teacher can do is to take a roll call during class and see how many people have not come to class.

Even if I like history so much, I can't arouse any interest, at first I sat in the front and listened to a few classes, and then I ran to the back to play on my mobile phone, read novels and catch up with homework. It's always hard to grab a seat in the back, and you need to come early, and no one cares about the first three rows, so every time I come late, I go to the front to listen carefully to the class, which is really ironic to think about.

I have been in junior high school for modern and modern history, again in high school, and again in college, I am annoyed, of course, not everyone is like me, most of the science students here are only half-aware of China's modern and modern history, and some are not even familiar with some famous historical events, and they really need to study, but it happens that they don't know how to listen at all, and this course is just a change of place for them to play with their mobile phones to catch up with their homework.

Sometimes I do the same, of course, I often answer some of the teacher's questions, because answering the questions can add points, and can also give a good impression to the teacher, and more than 100 people don't raise their hands every time they ask a question, so the teacher stands there embarrassed, everyone is busy looking at their phones, how can they have time to listen to what he says? So every time I take the initiative to raise my hand, there is always a feeling that I am the savior. Just like last semester's Mao Xuan class, I ended up scoring more than 90 points, which is higher than the top students in the class, so why don't I do it?

And now I'm sitting by the window in the penultimate row, looking down at science fiction, the morning experiment report has just been finished, I feel like I can't find anything to do, I'm so full of energy that it's impossible to sleep.

The history of the motherland has always been very heavy, especially the modern history, and it is a history of humiliation, blood and tears, but it is still too far away from us, and many people are no longer so concerned, and seem to have forgotten it, and in our eyes it may not be as important as some entertainment news.

This is our college, the situation of our school, it just so happens that our school is in the middle of the national universities, and it is an ethnic school, 56 nationalities, and there are students from all over the country, which should also represent the current situation of contemporary young people. Thinking about the situation in other schools, is this also the case? This reminds me of Luo Dayou's song "Zhihu Zhiye", this is the future of the motherland? Is it really up to us people to build the future?

As much as I hate the present phenomenon, there are many times when I am not disgusted by it, and the thought of it but not being able to do it only adds to my annoyance and so much emotion, but it is of no use. Fortunately, most of the young people in the US imperialists and the EU countries are more prodigal than us. Everyone is like this, so why are you worried so much?

Anyway, the novel "Doomsday Cockroach" is really interesting, I haven't looked up at the blackboard for half an hour, and I don't know when class is over.