I haven't written about my life for a long time. This time, in the infinite chaos, write a contradictory me, struggling me. In fact, I write more about my vision.

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In the anxious waiting, another week's journey started. I have been looking forward to another exam. Wash it, I don't like it.

In the last class test, there was a place but no score. But I would rather have achievements. Because of the college entrance examination, I don't look at my position. I want to be a madman, running in the darkness, just to avoid, to avoid himself, and to avoid his own failure.

Mr. Liu said, "You can say, but you can't do.".

I can only smile bitterly. After all, it depends on the results. Nobody looks at your efforts behind you. Because there is no achievement, all efforts are zero.

Senior two spent a year writing notes, but actually only accumulated a little bit of geographical achievements. I spent most time on politics, but I didn't get any results. I don't understand why.

Now, I have made a crazy plan:

——Make up English, give up politics.

My goal is only one two books, not heavy books. Maybe I have no ambition, more importantly, I have no courage. No courage to work hard alone, no courage to bear the dark loneliness.

But I dare not do it. After all, English

It's a pity that time has passed and there is no room for sadness. But I am looking forward to the college entrance examination. I will grind a sword for twelve years just to kill the world! I'm afraid that the sword will destroy people. I hope to open my world and forge my empire.

The hesitation of Libra is like a bomb exploding on me

Unlimited hesitation, infinite melancholy

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After the class meeting, listening to Mr. Liu's words, I was lost in thought again.

"I like it. Why should I release it now? It's better to treat it as the purest and keep it in my heart."

"Two hundred days, too many unknown."

I don't know how to do it. Maybe I will be frozen again, just like in the afternoon of December 2013, after that message, I will be frozen.

I thought I had walked out of the darkness countless times, but I didn't know that I was still wandering in the darkness.

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Mr. Li Bing retired before the end of last semester. According to Scott, when he left, he only took her dictionary and some small objects. There is no farewell, only a heartrending desolation. She left quietly without disturbing anyone or anything.

She is an old teacher. One once encouraged me. When I first entered this high school, she gave me the strength to leap out in the dark world.

——The composition, a piece of "Jiang Erren", gave me confidence.

Two years of Chinese teacher, retired. I don't know what to say, just want to say: a teacher, a lifetime teacher.

Although our class finally sent her a gift, I also wrote a poem with hidden head. I only remember the first word:

"En", "Shi", "Li", "Bing", "Jiang", "Chen", "Ming", "Ji".

Those girls asked me to change into a class to remember, but I laughed. Because you frogs in the well, what do you know?

No one knows how grateful I am to this teacher.

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Late at night, Haste is calling his daughter-in-law, Hai Yuping is doing his homework, the mouse is sleeping, and Hassi is also sleeping

Only Jiang Chen was writing his own words.