"You can't lie on the bed, you can't have garbage in the trash can, you can't have anything on the table, you can't hang clothes on the stool." I think everyone who has gone to college will smile when they hear this, and the reason we laugh is not because it is a joke circulating on the Internet, but because it is actually true.

When it comes to men's dormitories, most people have the impression that they are dirty and messy. In my freshman and sophomore years, there was still a student council in charge, and from time to time I would check the dormitory under the leadership of the instructor. Therefore, each dormitory will also do hygiene and do duty, but still can't escape the scolding of the guide. In the third and fourth years, hygiene is basically a dispensable thing for the boys' dormitory. I don't want to do it when I'm in a good mood, I'm too lazy to do it when I'm in a bad mood, and I usually try not to do it without checking.

So in the past, every time the college held a meeting to mention hygiene issues, the instructor would use the boys' dormitory as a negative teaching material, and she said that the last thing she wanted to do was to go to the boys' dormitory to check the dormitory. Every time she entered the boys' dormitory, she felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, her throat was uncomfortable, she couldn't wear her breath, and then she began to feel dizzy, and there was nothing wrong with her after leaving the dormitory door. The first time I heard her describe it like this, my complaining energy was full, and I almost embodied a physical object to attack. Although there are always smells like the dormitory next door, I think my dormitory should be better, and maybe some girls' dormitories are not as clean and tidy as we are.

When we were freshmen, we put up a duty schedule behind the door, and every day everyone would clean the dormitory on time and according to the standard. But later, with the change of the permanent population of the dormitory, the duty table became useless, but we still try to ensure that the dormitory is clean and fresh, and there is no household garbage everywhere on the floor. At that time, when I first entered college, the student council and the instructors always used things like deducting points to scare us, so we took the dormitory check seriously: there can be no garbage in the trash can, so I will change to a new garbage bag; There can't be anything on the table, so I stuff it all in the cupboard and put it on the shelf; I can't hang clothes on the stool, so I put them all away and hang them on the balcony; Not only did he not lie on the bed, but he also folded the cups into tofu cubes according to the standards of military training...... It's kind of a miserable toss for me.

After the third year, although we have basically gotten rid of the constraints of "checking the dormitory", we are still more concerned about the hygiene of the dormitory. First of all, Lao Zhao and I are both Virgos, and it is no problem how messy and dirty our position is, but outside of our "circle", we must keep it clean and tidy. Otherwise, after a long time, we will not be able to control our hands. Eric will always shout tired after watching more than a dozen episodes of TVB in a row, get up and stretch, and if he sees that the floor in the bedroom is dirty, he will clean up to "relax". Although Da Biao's squad leader will go home on weekends, he is the most important of us to pay attention to personal hygiene, and he will also silently help us clean up the public garbage. Needless to say, Lin Ye's position will always maintain a fragrant smell.

Once, I accidentally knocked over my toilet water and fell to the ground and shattered it directly, filling the entire dormitory with a "national fragrance" in an instant. Seeing this, everyone stopped everything they were doing, swept the glass, washed the mop, and helped me clean up. Da Biao's squad leader felt that it was a bit of a waste to drag it out directly, and he suddenly said that he would use flower water to wash the floor, so a dormitory cleaning began without warning. Everyone swept up the dust and garbage from other places, cleaned up their tables by the way, and then washed the floor with clean water. After that, the puddle of toilet water was like a large lump of shower gel, evenly spread over the smooth floor of the bedroom.

In order to dry the floor as quickly as possible, we opened all the windows and doors, so the scent of flower water spread with the convective air to the dorm hallway and then wafted into the other dormitories. I dare say that on that day, our boys' dormitory on this floor should have been the most fragrant day since the dormitory was built.

But then again, we can take care of ourselves, but we can't manage the rest of the dorms. In particular, everyone comes from all over the country, with a variety of growth environments, various educational backgrounds, and various qualities, which I have a deep understanding of.

Our dormitory building is a "匚", each floor has four water rooms and public toilets symmetrical divisions, our dormitory is in the upper half of the "丨", so every time I go to the toilet to wash, I will go to the nearest one. Although the school also hired hygienic aunts to help us deal with the sanitation of public areas, they all commute to work at fixed points, and the frequency of sanitation is not very high.

Once, when I happened to have a stomach upset, I grabbed a tissue, picked up my mobile phone, and rushed to the toilet in a hurry, only to find that every pit was "miserable". In addition to being used when going out, there are not only those that are not flushed, but also those that are sprayed on the wall and directly pulled on the ground...... I almost didn't come out from below, and I came out first. The roof leak happened to rain overnight, and the pump used to flush the toilet was not good, no longer "the big river", only a "trickle", and it was impossible to wash away the "gold" that was firmly stuck to the toilet trough and had hardened. In desperation, I had to go to the toilet on the other side to try my luck, but I didn't expect that there was no most disgusting, only more disgusting......

People can hold their urine, but they really can't hold it, and I don't dare to hold it. When I was in elementary school, I had a stomach problem before school, and at that time I didn't have the habit of carrying paper, and people were more introverted, so I thought about holding it back and going home to solve it. The journey home took about 20 minutes, and along the way, I not only had to endure severe pain, but also had to participate in the conversation of my friends who went home together, not wanting them to see that I was different. I finally got home, and after getting the toilet paper, I ran to the public toilet (when I was a child, I lived in the old Taimen, and I had to go to the public toilet outside to go to the toilet). As a result, just two steps away, the muscles are easy to relax, and the underwear is instantly warm...... Before the neighbors noticed, I immediately "moved" home, took off all my pants and threw them away. After dealing with my ass, I started looking all over the house for panties. After looking for a long time, I found that my mother had washed them all and hung them all on the ground outside...... There were only two options in front of me: go out bare-bottomed, collect my clothes in front of many neighbors, and I would not be a human being in the future. I couldn't really convince myself of putting my pants back on. Eventually, I started doing my homework with my bare butt until my mom came home from work...... And since then, I've always had an extra pair of panties!

Because of the stomach trouble, goosebumps have already appeared on the hands, and the person is almost out of strength. I cursed those who didn't and forgot to bring paper to the toilet in the future, while leaning against the wall to find another relatively clean toilet. I also began to resent why the school did not have a private bathroom, and why the water pump was broken...... Later, I went back to the old toilet and luckily there was a vacant seat! Luckily, the remnants of that can be washed away with a "trickle"!

In fact, many times we can do things well, but we don't care, we don't care, we don't want to give that little bit of love, so the world has not become a bad world. I hope that in the future, there will be more "fragrant" things and less "smelly" things.