4.8 Friday

I got up lazily in the morning, washed up, and went to school.

Before I knew it, school was out. I sat all the time, listening to the program with a mini radio in my hand. Because it was Friday, the people dispersed more quickly, and they didn't go back until they were the same.

In front of the fence of the dwelling, the transplanted flower had already begun to stretch its leaves. A tender green leaf is pretty. The toon tree in the courtyard has also begun to pull out small blood-colored branches and dot the bare branches, adding to the breath of life. On the other side of the courtyard wall, in the dead alley, there is a small willow tree that has become green. It's already the first sentence of April, and it's time to show green.

In the afternoon, the first two classes were held, and the last two were supposed to be self-study, and then there was a class meeting. How many people stand on the podium and talk about their own inner life, most of which are related to the college entrance examination. I've probably forgotten about the details after I've talked about them. In such a class, most people feel badly, so I won't say more.

When I was studying on my own, there was still a serious shortage of people. It is in response to the words of the head teacher that he has no regrets. I don't know why, when I entered the class, my heart suddenly swelled with anger and violence. instantly gained the upper hand, I really wanted to vent, hit a few punches, and my heart was calm. After self-study, the teacher is coming, I opened the door and walked out, walked a few steps and turned around to enter the class, my heart was still full of nameless fire. Mostly so, what am I doing here?

No matter how much you disguise it, it can only be a hypocritical surface, and you can't hide your heart, and you don't know when this life will end. Struggling in contradictions, bearing them. I don't want to give up, I don't dare to get rid of it, but my heart has already started a war with action, which side will lose?

The mood is messy, and I try to return to calm. Gradually, the mood became calmer. Most of the time, one person fights frantically with several people in the class, and sometimes the attack is quite heavy, but it is very cool. There is no entanglement in the heart, and it is extraordinarily relaxed. Most of the people in the class are studying hard, getting closer to their dreams one step at a time. But I gradually moved away, turned around and embraced the material world, and lived in reality. The future is in the future, so there is wine today and drunkenness today.

The noise and loneliness of the campus are always coming.

After school, the scene changed, and in the darkness of the night, all the small sounds gradually disappeared. Then came a brief night of solitude. Most of the nights are like this, most of the people are like this, most of them are like this.

I want to change but have not changed, the lack and loss of courage, the squeeze and condemnation of the college entrance examination. I was bearing everything, I didn't want to show a little bit of cowardice, I didn't want to cry too soon.

Tears are hidden in the dark, will they be dried by the night? Too many chores attack the heart, and the burden that can't be let go. Exercising desperately, doing push-ups like crazy, I don't know if it will tire my heart.