Chapter 8: A Day of Mourning

When I was playing basketball today, I suddenly fell because of a slippery floor, and when I got up, I suddenly felt so tired during this time, and fatigue came up layer by layer.

Yes, I haven't had a good night's sleep for many days, I have worked hard to learn basketball to prepare for the basketball game, prepare for the program of the orientation party, the attendance in the class, the affairs of the student union, the Mandarin training that does not change day after day, and the running on the sports campus, the sore muscles all over my body, and the knee that I just fell into, yes, I should take a good rest.

The ID card was also dropped, and I couldn't find it in any way after looking for it for three days, and I was frustrated by your fights with other boys.

I really want to sleep with my pillow and fall asleep as soon as I close my eyes. I woke up and found that I should continue or continue, I said goodbye to my roommate and walked alone on the way to this dormitory, the people who came and went around me had different looks, I didn't know them, they didn't know me, at that moment I should be the only one left in the world, right?

It shouldn't be me who became the whole world by myself. I suddenly realized that when I came to university, the changes I wanted to make were almost the same.

There are so many things I want to do, and so few things I do. Is it laziness that limits my abilities or is it a lack of talent?

Thinking of the heroic ambitions set in the past, the high spirits of the past, should it be worn out by now?

Should I really be so sad when I was young? Or should you choose to be unyielding and stubborn to the end?

Just like what is written on the picture that has been widely circulated on the Internet, do you want to be a lifelong coercion or a real man for a second?

I wanted to choose the latter, but I kept doing what the former did. I almost forgot the sentence written by Liu Tong, although we are now worthless and nothing, but we still have the most awesome dreams.

Let's do it for the dream that I'm embarrassed to say! Even if the lungs are blackened by smoke in the end, and the liver is damaged by drinking, there is no regret.

Our own youth is up to us, do you choose to be a real man for a second, or be a lifelong coercion?

Why do you need to make so many excuses in a fighting life? Go ahead! Just like going up and down, when you don't feel well, it's a sign that you're on the upswing.

For you, for my unspeakable dreams, for this colorful youth. Just let me fly high, why do you look like a dying old man?

This young and frivolous youth. Give me stubbornness, why are you so humble? This is the stage that should be bloomed by us!