2003.12.21

There is nothing to complain about, nothing to record, and this diary has also been forgotten by me on the bookshelf of Luo'an's house.

The days are as light as boiled water.

Reading, eating, and excreting.

High school classes aren't very difficult, not as exaggerated as they say.

At least that's what I think.

When I wake up every day, it's still dark and dreary.

Then read early under the dark sky under the miserable white incandescent lamp.

I love days like this.

Calm, simple, and unchanging.

If nothing happens that strikes me so hard that I have to put pen to paper. Remember to continue to sleep on this day.

I'm lazy after all.

2004.12.31

The college entrance examination is quietly coming

Everyone is fought.

Loan and I both chose a different path.

Through early enrollment on your favorite colleges.

This time, I couldn't go with Luo An because of what she wanted to take the test.

After all, if a person like me who has no ambition or responsibility to become a police officer is no less than adding to the danger to society.

I thought about it for a while and chose the computer science department.

It looks like it has the potential to be confined to the world for long periods of time.

During this time, Luo'an's mother helped us run a day school, in order to ensure that we could eat the family's meals and supper.

In another week, I will go to Beijing for the exam.

Luo Ann is nothing to be nervous about. Flipping through the notes with Erlang's legs crossed.

The contents of the notes are already well understood.

I'm different.

I decided on the major I wanted to choose a month ago, and I started to prepare day and night.

I took the notes and carried them on and off, and Lozee walked in and put a cup of coffee in front of me.

In the blink of an eye, it's also a sixth-grade kid. When I was a child, I only thought that the little cub was soft and cute, but when I grew up, my eyebrows began to stretch and became a little hard.

Luo Ze is like his father, who can do it and never talk nonsense.

I flipped through my notes and looked up at him, touched his head, but he dodged away, probably growing up.

I smiled and thanked him, and continued to look down, but he remained motionless beside me.

I wondered if the little kid had something to say to me.

He suddenly spoke: "Is your university far away?" ”

I froze for a moment.

Far away, 108,000 miles away.

The little cub must be reluctant to let me go, after all, I am the only one who will take him to eat crushed ice and play games behind his mother's back.

So I said to him, "I'll come back to see you often." ”

The devil knows how often it is.

He squirmed, shoved something into my hand, and went out in a bit of a panic.

One piece of lipstick sugar. The inner ring is wrapped in a piece of paper. Luo Ze's clear and immature handwriting reads: "I like you"

I didn't react, I was stunned for a few seconds, and then I burst out laughing.

I remembered that when I was in the sixth grade, there were already boys and girls in the class who began to pass small notes such as "I like you", and when I was asked who I liked, I would hide my red face.

The little kid doesn't learn well when he goes to school, and he learns something useless.

I'm going to have to keep this note and show him when he's grown up and shame him to death. I laughed out loud at the image of Lozee growing up and dying in shame in front of me.

How old he was when I first met him

I'm probably still in kindergarten.

It's grown that big now, too.

When I went to take a passport photo today, I sighed.

I'm getting better.

It should be called good-looking.

Long eyelashes, thick eyebrows, big eyes, lip color with a touch of pink.

In line with the aesthetics of modern people.

It's a heart-wrenching time,

The little kid also looks at the face.