6.4 Saturday

Every time my mother talked about me and the college entrance examination, the words were always inconsistent. First of all, I said that I must relax, don't care too much about the college entrance examination, and do my best to take the exam. It doesn't matter how good or bad the exam is. But after a while, he said that he would study hard, take a little test, and get into a good university. I'm like this every day, and I still have hope in me, as if I still think that I'm the same as I was three years ago, thinking that my behavior these days is all out of tune, but in fact, I don't care.

Now, I hope that I can help my family every day and have something to do every day, so that I don't have to study. If you don't read a book every day, you will eventually feel guilty. My parents are working outside, and I hoped that I could study well at home and prepare for the college entrance examination, but I didn't expect that I always didn't read, how could what I did not make people feel guilty.

I don't know how other people prepare for the exam because I don't know because everyone's situation is different. I also tried to read a book, but the mechanical sound that was not too noisy always easily disturbed Xinfei. So all promises, hopes, and expectations were forgotten. I can't sit still all the time, I always go out for a walk regardless of whether I have anything to do or not, and it's always better than staying at home and reading a book.

I always fantasize about my life trajectory after the college entrance examination. I didn't expect the college entrance examination, so there would be no so-called miracles. That's at least for me. Spending a lot of time on this illusory future, and it's fantasical, is a very unrealistic move, and I become an unrealistic person.

I had nothing to do, and suddenly remembered my graduation photo from junior high school. I searched for a long time but couldn't find it, and I still don't remember if I even went to get it. I found a graduation photo from elementary school, and many of my classmates forgot their surnames. Looking at this photo full of immature faces, I felt a lot of emotion. Looking at the arrogant me, in just six years, I became surprised, in the end, it was still time, and I changed myself unconsciously. I can't even imagine that I'm going to be like this. Six years have passed, what will you become after another six years?

One sorrow is gone, and new sorrow is added, and many sorrowful things, most of which are self-inflicted.

The interpretation of this life, it is only a matter of time before you devote yourself to it, and the role of the self is constantly changing, whether it is suitable for you or being suitable for yourself, it is always in your own choice.

Now it's time to start, but I'm a little confused, how many ways out are in front of me? Where do you go from here?

The declaration of loneliness has passed, and all the prosperity is about to end.