5.25 Wednesday

When I woke up, my head hurt and my stomach was uncomfortable. Organize as soon as possible. Then I took a shortcut to school. Usually a 5-minute road, a shortcut takes less than 30 seconds, first go to the convenience, and then enter the class.

His head became more and more dizzy, so he asked for leave and left. I didn't go straight to the clinic, but went back to my accommodation and lay down for a while. Because the residence is only separated from the campus by a wall, the radio sounded again during the morning reading, and I knew that the director was going to speak again. Here I couldn't hear anything clearly, and I was alone and humming along to the song. Stomach discomfort again, did not go to school, went to the public rule a little farther away. When he came back, he didn't dare to eat anything, not even water. Do you know that you are very hungry, you have money, and you have sellers, but you can't buy anything to eat? I couldn't stand it, so I didn't care about it, bought a millet porridge, and then lay down on the bed to rest.

The pain of the limbs is nothing, but the most uncomfortable thing is that there are many things in the heart.

Yesterday, before going to bed, my little brother called me and talked a lot about my grades. Intent, state, always vague. In the end, I didn't want to study now, and my little brother asked me what about the promise I made back then? I'd rather forget. I can't really do it now, and I can't believe I'm going to be like this. No matter how much you say it, it's all in the past, and I don't want to talk about the memories of some things in the past that will only make me more sad. It's just that I have my plans and don't want anyone to meddle in my business. I'll talk about the college entrance examination later. Advise me to consolidate the foundation and not think too much about other things. I promised my little brother that I would never waste every day for the thirteen days from the cloudy day to the college entrance examination.

Thirteen days of promise, I'm really afraid that I can't do it.

Noon has passed today, and the afternoon has passed.

I also want to study hard, but I can't stabilize my emotions. It's like this, no different from the other day.

The moon flowers in the pot are blooming beautifully. A lonely one, bright green leaves set off the red petals, pale yellow stamens, trying to smell a very faint fragrance, a lonely moon flower blooming in this hot late May, what is its fate? What is the essential connection between me and it? Standing still in front of it, looking at it carefully, I can't read its thoughts, and it can't shade my minds. Through the fog that no one can perceive, I am at a loss for what to do.

With his back against the wall, the golden sunset happily splashed on the back wall of the classroom. The face was full of golden light, but unfortunately, all this could not be kept. It would be sad to turn around and walk out of the place, waiting for it to turn around when it was gone, leaning over the fence, looking at the bustling campus, and not paying attention to anything else.

After the sunset, he returned to his seat without any heartache. Because I wasn't always surrounded by light. I didn't need the sun's turn to comfort me, they didn't understand.

Always love to enjoy their own prosperity and loneliness when they are depressed. Flowers bloom and fail, the sun turns, and reality and ideals are intertwined with the unreal.

In the ordinary world, real people, after the transformation, they still have to move towards their dreams, they still have to work hard, and there are still many emotions that arise spontaneously.

After having let go of all the burdens, I took on another burden. This is what I want for myself, and this is the promise of thirteen days. It's a pity that I've spent the day in a daze, and I haven't promised that the sun will never turn back, just like sighing always after an incident.