Chapter 32: 70 Days to Countdown
4.2 Saturday
During the lunch recess, I accidentally found that the sky suddenly drifted a light rain, the weather today is not very good, it is quite cold, if the rain is heavy, it will be even colder. I can tolerate and resist this kind of weather.
On a cloudy day, the lunar holiday will be released at noon. In the afternoon, there were more than 20 people missing during the comprehensive exam, which was the same as usual. From half past two to five o'clock, it is difficult for most students to complete all the questions in science, and it is even more difficult to do them correctly. When the time came, everyone handed in the test papers, everyone who should leave began to leave, and everyone who ate went to eat. Everything is repeated, re-enacted. The difference is that the rain outside is mixed with rare snowflakes, I don't believe that I can perform the snow again? It's just colder, and nothing else.
In the evening, I took the Chinese test, and I didn't plan to write it, but a word from the teacher made me change my mind. If you come, just write well, if you don't write, you can leave now. Yes, I should have written well when I came, no matter how the clock behind him went, how it dismembered the memory. Finally, it's all over, gone.
The way back, so close, straight line distance, but so far, must go around, the rain has stopped, but from time to time there is still a wind blowing, there is still a taste of winter, quite strange, I guess touch, it is cold air again! It's really fickle. If you can't change the weather, change your mood!
I've been wondering whether to go or not to go to the exam on a cloudy day? Go, the test is math and English, and he is tortured, so he wastes time in the examination room, so it is better to retreat and practice, and make up for the weakness from there. Yes, the cloudy day is not gone, review well, as long as you don't waste time, the years should not be wasted, and I can't afford to waste it.
Lonely night, so lonely. Sometimes, I really want to know myself, and although I have been thinking about it for many years, I have never thought about it. Self-knowledge is yin, so now I am still in a state of chaos. One finger taps on the table, and his thoughts are messy again.
Most people live like this, why are they so sworn at the beginning, and then they always change unconsciously. Sometimes I can't help but be surprised by the changes in myself. We have edges and corners, in the friction of life, how often have become smooth, before, I always did not get involved in these problems, now, from time to time in this direction. I look forward to finding an answer that satisfies me, and every time it ends with a sigh.
Whether the three thousand filaments of wind and dust can really be burned, and then it is beyond the mortal world, watching all the ups and downs, stepping through the red dust, and floating between heaven and earth,