40 years of my college life

It is now April of the third year of Daming Honghua.

It's been two years since I entered Royal Roads University, and I have one year to go before I graduate.

How I used to look forward to college life, and how disappointed I am now.

But the thought of graduating in another year is still bearable.

Graduation should be easy, right? After all, so many people died, and the casual gangsters graduated.

Besides, if there is no imperial examination during the three-year filial piety period, I will raise people - I am so lucky!

The number of people is gone, so they can only choose people from the Imperial University, the Forbidden Army, and the Imperial Army, but the number of students is still much smaller.

I'm embarrassed to say – I've been skipping classes lately.

I hate science because I don't have a lot of calculations; I hate liberal arts because I don't have a strong memory – hell, it's nothing!

It seems to be stuck in a vicious circle.

Zhao Yuyang said to me: "If you skip class again, they will fire you!" ”

I said, "I...... I can't control myself...... Every time I listen to the teacher's nonsense in class, I can't help but want to vomit, damn, except for what the principal Lu Ziluo said right, everyone else is fucking farting! ”

Zhao Yuyang: "Even if it's a fart, you have to smell it for three years!" Because I graduated in three years, I can fart to others. ”

Me: "It's too expensive. ”

Him: "Not high. ”

Me: "We were cheating on each other, and in the end, we were all cheating on ourselves." ”

Him: "Don't be hypocritical! If you fail your papers twice, and if you mess around, what can you do if you can't finish your studies? ”

I'm upset: "Don't talk nonsense! What do you know? Just because I don't learn now doesn't mean I won't learn in the future. I'm having fun! What's the hurry, there's still a year to go. ”

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Damn it!

When I think about studying at Imperial University in the past two years, I feel angry!

Damn it!

These bastard teachers have failed all the papers I worked so hard to write!

And those papers that are obviously copied at first glance are all judged to be excellent!

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The year before last, the title of my dissertation was "On the Truth of the World"

I wrote:

"The world is conscious, everything is a feeling.

You can say that the world is material, but you can't prove it, because everything is feeling.

From matter to consciousness, there is a bridge in between. Nobody knows what this bridge is, because that's the difference between 'consciousness' and 'matter', that's what 'consciousness' means, that's what 'matter' means.

Since matter is undeterminable, since matter and consciousness are incompatible, why can't we say that the world is just a consciousness?

There are countless kinds of consciousness in the world, and each person is a consciousness.

There are countless truths in the world, and there is a kind of truth for everyone.

Therefore, the world is conscious. ”

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Result: Fail.

Reason: The world is material, not conscious.

The real reason: At that time, the president of the Imperial University was Lu Ziluo. He said that the world is material, and the world is material. If you say the world is material, you just fail!

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Last year, I learned my lesson.

Very well, you say the world is material, then the world is material, okay? Who made you official!

My title is "On Consciousness and Matter Revisited."

I wrote:

"The world is material, and consciousness is just the sense of matter.

There are many kinds of sensations, so there are many kinds of consciousness, so you feel that there are many kinds of substances.

However, this is only scratching the surface.

We can use our reason to determine that some consciousness is wrong and some consciousness is right.

This rationality is: thinking.

Through hard study, struggle, experimentation, and verification, we find the only correct feeling among countless senses.

This only right feeling is the only right consciousness.

This only correct consciousness is the only correct substance.

Therefore, the world is material. ”

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Result: Fail,

Reason: The world is conscious, not material.

The real reason: Last year's Imperial University was controlled by part-time vice president Kong Youli, and the principal Lu Ziluo was fighting with the prince in Luoyang for 300 rounds! Kong Youli said that the world is conscious, and the world is conscious.

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If murder wasn't illegal, I swear, I'd grab a submachine gun and kill all the teachers at Royal Roads University! Not a single one left! This bunch of sluts!

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Looking at the two bright red "fails" on the report card, I fell into the memories of the past.

When I was twelve, I entered the school for the first time, Yonghe Township Junior High School.

The teacher asked us to write an essay.

I wroteβ€”but I forgot what I wrote, only the following.

The teacher held up my essay and said, "This new student will copy the essay as soon as he comes!" ”

I stood up: "Who said that! I wrote it word by word! ”

Teacher: "Just you?!" Write such a good composition! You're a household! ”

Teachers and classmates laughed, as if - I dreamed that I was laughing at people all over the street without pants.

I feel incredibly ashamed.

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The teacher tore up my essay and asked me to write a second one.

I remember the content of the second essay - because of the following thing.

I read my essay to my father.

Dad said, "Why did you write that you like wild chrysanthemums?" What's so good about wild chrysanthemums?! If it were me, I'd write - I love the colorful olive flower, which is the national flower of the former dynasty, so gorgeous and beautiful......"

I said, "Daddy! You have no idea what you're talking about! I love the wild chrysanthemum, not the wild chrysanthemum itself, but the character it represents - so stoic, so not to give up! ”

I gave my second essay to the teacher.

The teacher read it out on the spotβ€”and the classroom burst into laughter.

The teacher said, "Haha! Love wild chrysanthemums! Why don't you like dogtail?! ”

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Damn it!

The schools of this world, big or small, are boring and mentally retarded!