escape

I am poor, low and not beautiful. But when our souls walk through the grave, we are all the same.

--Inscription

In a blink of an eye, it’s been a year since I’ve been unknowingly. During this year, we have experienced too much bitterness. Sometimes I suddenly feel that what happened a year ago is like yesterday.

This summer is a season full of hope, and we must say goodbye. I don't know when I can meet each other, and the pictures I have been together have been repeated in front of me. I have been away from my alma mater for a whole year. I have been back many times. I am in love with my mother's sense of security, nostalgia and laughter when I clean the playground with my classmates, and we are saddened by our tears at the graduation ceremony.

I took the alma mater's school uniform from the closet again and looked at the blessings written by the classmates at the beginning, as if you were still laughing at me before my eyes. Putting on the school uniform and looking at the school uniform for a short cut, I realized that I really grew up and really left.

A year is not enough to change one person and change our hearts.

The busy life in the middle of the country has made me unable to think of anything else. The mutual competition of life in the country can't make me feel comfortable. We are growing up and we are beginning to lose our innocence and lose our friendship. Life in the middle of the country is like a war, not if you die or if I die. Everyone can no longer do the true treatment like the national hour.

No one knows what will happen in the future. I dare not speculate about anything. We began to escape from reality and avoid this real and cruel place.

The second day: Luo Xianzhu