The weather is good today. The sun is warm in the daytime, and it is not dazzling at all. The shadow reflected on the black school uniform sleeve looks like the world reflected in a puddle. Occasionally, there are a few cool winds blowing outside the window, as if someone has been upset recently.

I hurried to school, and just sat down to catch my breath, I rang the bell for class. I laughed with Miaomiao Egg Bowl for a long time, and then began to endorse under the pressure of Sister Zhen. So the column marked with haveto in the process began. The wind blew into the classroom, and the weather was like someone's ambivalent heart wavering.

The wind was blowing intermittently. It was cold when it was blowing too much, but it was hot when it was not blowing. It's like those people who stay around suddenly fade away. It's hard but they can't say it. Maybe people are like this. As the lyrics say, what they can't get is always in turmoil, and those who are favored have nothing to fear.

When I was a child, I didn't have so many troubles. My little head probably thought about which new friends I made today and who bullied me. I remember that when I first learned calligraphy in primary school, I used to draw big characters with the calligraphy stickers issued by the school. When the teacher praised me for my good writing, I was very happy and smiled all the time. So after school, I took a writing brush and wrote calligraphy on the wall of the stairwell. The idea at that time was that I should let others see such beautiful characters, and then secretly imagined the scene that others came to admire me. Now I think it's really silly. Now I just think it's ugly when I see those characters.

I had a boring day at school. After cleaning the classroom and locking the door, I took a last look at the pane of glass that was broken because I thought the school was too boring a few days ago. The warm orange light from the street shone into the classroom, and it was just right on my desk, very warm.

It's 7:30 since I came out of the teaching building. As usual, I went to the canteen to buy snacks and went home with an egg cone. As usual, she walked to the bottom of the building and shouted, "My mother must scold me when I come home so late." She hurried home while waving her hand carelessly to say goodbye to me.

I looked up at the dark sky, suddenly I felt a lot but could not say. I love the night more than the day. The night is quieter than the day and deeper than the day. Sister Zhen said that the night is easier for us to get closer to our hearts. This is the first time I agree with the leader's words. I think that many beautiful feelings and sad catharsis will be blooming under the dark rose like night sky.

The stars in the sky above me are not as many as they used to be. I remember when my aunt came to my house, she looked at the night sky outside the window and said, "You can still see the stars, but you can't see them outside." "Why?" "Because there are many cars outside." I looked at her and found her smiling, faint and beautiful. I was stunned for a second, and then panicked and shouted, "Oh, look at the road and don't look at the sky!" My aunt took back her eyes with satisfaction.

I sometimes think that my aunt is like a child as old as us. She has some sudden ideas that even our younger generation can't resist. For example, she wants to set up a swimming pool in her new home, but she has to give up after being told off. That look is simply the grievance of children not getting candy.

I stopped thinking, looked at the stars, and walked like home.

Everyone is a star lost in the Milky Way, looking for its own position. If it becomes a meteor, it is only because it is flying in the right direction. Every child lost in the Milky Way, we are on the way to find ourselves and the world.

Back home, I finished my homework slowly and went to bed. In the dream, there is a new heaven and earth, just like the heaven and earth that is chaotic but only belongs to me when the demon god in a thousand bones is born.

The weather is very good today. The sun in the daytime is warm and not dazzling at all. The sun shines on the sleeve of the school uniform and casts a shadow, like someone's warm palm.