Saturday 4.9

It's so lonely and unbearable. Even in a noisy class, this is the case, in a quiet classroom, numbers, words, and English are intertwined, and the mind is becoming more and more dizzy. Escape from the clutter of the airwaves, listen to songs or stories or advertisements, and let the clutter fill your heart. It seems that I don't feel lonely anymore, but everything is an illusion.

As is customary, weekly exams are held in the afternoon. At two o'clock, the comprehensive examination paper was issued, and the paper was handed in at half past four. Originally, the next step was to take the math test, but then some people started to leave before the test papers were issued, and then they simply used it as practice. Since then, almost everyone has gone, and on Saturday, they have all relaxed themselves.

When I returned to my residence at five o'clock, the whole courtyard was empty.

Standing on the balcony on the second floor, the feeling of loneliness came back to my heart. Where have you gone? I couldn't stand the loneliness and started singing. Try to make a little noise to expel the desolation in my heart, thinking about what I should do now? Writing homework, obviously not in the mood, then copy what you wrote, the right to practice calligraphy.

Originally, I planned to go to the river to the north to have a look, but then I dismissed the idea. Writing alone, I remembered a scratch ticket that hadn't been claimed yet! I stopped writing and got tired of writing, so I went to claim the prize. I changed one, but I didn't win, and I couldn't control myself and bought three more. On the way back, I met my roommate, so we went to play together, and after walking a long way, we finally arrived at our destination. After crossing the long bridge lying on the river, they arrived at a food stall not far away, and the person who had made an appointment did not come, so the three of them ate some food at random, and then walked back.

In the middle of the bridge, I looked at the black and shining water in the river, got off the bridge, and went to play on the revetment built by the river. It's a place we love to come to when we're fine, beautiful and peaceful. The ground paved with flowers and plants, and the antique lamps and lanterns, are very meaningful. A few people sat on a backlit chair to rest, really tired. Lying on the chair, I recalled that on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, several people bought some small cannons, and then ran to this place to watch the fireworks, and set off small cannons to play by themselves, which was actually quite good and fun. Although I haven't been with my family, regret has become a habit. Now that there is no festive celebration, the excitement has long been diluted by time, but it is not very deserted.

The way back is the tourist attraction in the city, and the street is all antique. It's pretty good. It's a long street, and it takes only a few steps to finish. When I looked back again, everything had changed. The past that can't be kept, the prosperity that can't be kept. When I returned to my accommodation, I was already tired. After a hurried pride wash, I lay in bed, wanting to think about something, and it seemed that I wanted to study again.

You can't escape from it, and will you really be liberated in a little more than a month? I feel more and more that the pressure of life is gradually increasing, and I have not entered the society less, but I have already felt the pressure. I don't understand why I always have to be subject to other people's thinking, just like learning, everyone has their own hobbies, and we can't all get together in learning, thinking, it seems to understand something, and I no longer feel a little worried.