An Luo is in the best high school in City A, and he and Su Mu are still classmates. Although our schools are in City A, they are still a bit far away, and I still live in the dormitory. The school dormitory management is very strict, and the lights go out on time at half past ten every day. Meeting is not an easy task.

In addition, from the moment I entered high school, the teacher was counting down to the college entrance examination, if the junior high school was occupied by other teachers in physical education class, then high school was eager to use evening self-study for classes. The teacher said don't think that you don't need to be nervous because you're only in your first year of high school, and the time will pass soon. The teacher was right, the time really passed quickly.

Heavy schoolwork is not the worst thing, the most terrible thing is that everyone is working hard, whether it is good or bad. It's like running a marathon, you're in it and you're left behind if you don't run.

At that time, I especially liked to write logs in QQ space, and I didn't know why I had so many emotions at such a young age. It seems that today's wind blows a little more violently, and it can blow the sorrow in my heart.

Of course, most of the time it's still a daily comic to share. Every time I share it, I like it, and sometimes I leave a few words. Then I seemed to have a reason to message him. Although the number of words in the chat is limited, he will definitely reply to me.

When I was in high school, I took monthly exams every month, and I could see a change in my ranking every time I took the exam. For example, the second in the last grade may be the first this time, and I fell to my 70s in my 50s? By the time I took the final exams in the first semester of my freshman year, I was in my eighties.

The teacher talked to me and asked me what was the reason for the constant decline. I said I don't know. The teacher asked me again if I had an ideal university, and I said I didn't.

"What's your dream?" The teacher asked me very gently.

"I don't know, I just want to be free and live happily." Although this is not a dream, I really don't have too many ideas for the future, and I have never thought about what job I will find in the future, what kind of life I will have, and what kind of person I will be.

The teacher said something that affected my life at that time, and I am grateful to have met such a kind and responsible teacher in my life, she said, "You can live without dreams, people don't have to have dreams." But human beings live by intelligence. In the future, when you go out of the campus, you will encounter a lot of questions, there are no answers in books, and there will be no teachers to help you solve problems, at that time, it depends on your wisdom. Your learning now is all about filling with wisdom. What you want to think about is how to survive in the future? ”

"Teacher, don't worry, I will work hard to improve my grades next semester." The teacher's words invisibly poked a certain nerve. That was the first time I started thinking about the "future" that I always thought was far away from me.

"In the second year of high school, you will have to divide the liberal arts and sciences, and from the perspective of your partial subject, liberal arts is an inevitable choice, but what you want to study in college and which school to choose, you should start to have a vague definition, so there is also a direction for working hard." The teacher still said patiently.

"I see, thank you, teacher!" I really thank you, if it weren't for her, I wouldn't know where I was going.

That's when I realized I had to start running. Otherwise, if you fall like this, it will be the end of your senior year of high school.

On the same day, I gave a speech in the space and asked everyone which university they would like to go to. The comments below were quite enthusiastic.

Everyone has their own school they want to go to and what they want to study. It seems like I am the only one who doesn't know where I want to go.

Bean Sprouts said that she wanted to go to X University, and I heard that it was the most beautiful university in China, and X City was also a beautiful city, and she wanted to meet all the beauty.

Su Mu said that her goal was Peking University. For children like her and An Luo, Tsinghua University and Peking University will always be the first choice.

In the evening, I sent a message to An Luo to ask him what major he wanted to study, but I didn't ask him what school he wanted, anyway, with the odds of our grades being in the same school. And he should be Qingbei like Su Mu, if I have that strength, it will also be my first choice. As soon as the name of the school was announced, it felt very powerful.

And Anlo's answer was beyond my expectation, because he said, "I don't know." ”

I always thought that only a novice like me would feel lost in life and not know what I wanted. I couldn't help but wonder in my heart and asked, "Do you also have times when you don't know?" ”

"I want to go to the École des Beaux-Arts in Paris. But ......"

"So you want to go abroad, no wonder you are so good at English."

"Paris speaks French"

"Hey, hey~ But what? You don't have to worry, you're so good, it's fine. "Although I feel so sad in my heart, it seems that we are destined to be separated by a distance, from different classes in junior high school, to different schools now, and there will be further separation in the future.

Can we only be people of two worlds?

"My dad disagreed, and although he supported me for liking art, it could only be a hobby."

"Then you might as well give him a picture of yours, in case he sees that you are so good and supports you?"

"Well, are you going back to your hometown for the Spring Festival?"

"I'll go back on vacation, can you help me with my winter vacation homework before I go back?"

"Okay."

Since that day, I've been immersed in finding various majors and admission scores at various universities, but I can't settle on the choice because of the difficulty of choosing. The bean sprouts couldn't stand it, and persuaded me not to catch the lot, and let fate arrange it. As a result, when I caught one, I regretted it. Finally, an important meeting was held in the dormitory, and the theme of the meeting was: Exploring My Future Sunshine Avenue.

As a result, the topic became a lullaby, and everyone fell asleep while lying in bed chatting, leaving me tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep. Listening to the sound of snoring and grinding teeth, I thought: In the future, important meetings must not be held at night, let alone in bed.