The winter with notes at hand begins.

When I passed beginning of winter, the weather was unbearable, and the school finally started heating at the right time. At this time, the cold wind will always be the protagonist, and only on sunny days will the weather make people feel a little warm.

Since the beginning of school in September, I have only written one note, which has never been published in any blog or space. Since September, most high school students and college students in Cangzhou have been practicing boxing for 10,000 outstanding Wushu exhibitions in Cangzhou International Wushu Festival, which lasted until June 5438+ 10. Of course, that doesn't include me. Nevertheless, I still have a lot of things to deal with during this time, both at home and at school. However, such a busy life has to continue. ...

There are not many students in the classroom. Most of the students who were absent went to the internship, but this also included those who didn't come to class because of truancy. I planned to go to the internship early, but I changed my mind because there were still many things to do at school. I also argued with my parents about the internship. I know they are angry, but maybe they don't know. I just want to stick to my idea ... finally, I have to make concessions in order not to annoy my parents. Of course, that's not all that makes them angry.

First of all, a man, who is married, is a son before his parents, a husband before his lover and a father before his children. He should know what to do and what not to do. That's all that matters. If he can't even settle things at home, he can't talk about his career, let alone how to realize his ideals and ambitions ... Secondly, it is said that people are expensive and self-aware, and those who are satisfied are always happy. I'm always dissatisfied. I always feel that I have great skills and abilities, and the result can only be nothing. ...

As for other things, I don't want to participate too much, unless it's related to me. Graduation design has made me feel very unhappy, and I don't want to give myself unnecessary trouble in other things.

I have always been stubborn since I was a child. Everyone said not to hit the south wall and not to look back. Hit the south wall and may not even look back. It always makes me give up completely. The lyrics of a song are written like this: "Maybe I will forget, but I will remember, maybe it is impossible." Memories are often like sand in an hourglass. As time goes by, they go to another space. Some things may be forgotten, may be remembered many years later, may not be forgotten and will not be remembered.

It's already the middle of 165438+ 10, and it's not long before I leave school, but I will come back to do my graduation defense around June next year. In addition, we have to go through some school leaving procedures, including getting a diploma. Of course, the premise is that we can graduate smoothly. At that time, I might think of buying snacks with my brothers in the dormitory and pressing the playground with my lover ... but that will all be memories. ...

Well, I don't want to say more about this. Life will go on and I will continue to write my notes. ...