Think differently

It was another night of cold rain. Looking at the densely woven weave curtain outside the window, is there a dazzling star in the distant sky? No, there won't be!

Even if there is, I can't see it. Only helplessly, watching this boundless night rain will slowly swallow me...

"Into the rain!

Give up completely, don't let the mind struggle again!

"My soul is screaming, but the desire for the future is so good that I can't let go. "I am almost approaching the senior high school entrance exam. I have been fighting for three years. Is this time to give up?" Is it too sloppy? I am too reconciled!

"The third day, near the senior high school entrance examination. My pressure comes from all aspects. Teachers, parents, relatives, classmates. This huge pressure has never been faced in my fourteen years. In this night of night, facing the rain curtains I feel relaxed, but the sorrow in the depths of my heart has fallen to the ground, like the rain outside the window.

Looking back at the dim light on the table, I sighed: "There are two more copies of the paper!"

It seems that I have to go to 2 am tonight!

When will this inhuman life end? Suddenly, I saw a small worm crawling on the table. I don't know what the worm is. In short, it is very filial and very dark, so weak and windy, so small, small and insignificant.

"Little bug, you don't sleep at night, crawling, please keep this mark?" I blocked it by hand. Presumably the bug felt the danger, and suddenly it seemed to be flustered, and he was at a loss. How confused!

I looked at the bug and couldn't help but feel sad. It was like me now, I couldn't find a bright exit in the darkness. I don't know where the future is, what is the fate? Only looking around in confusion. "Even if I can't find the light, at least I have the ability to give a small insect light!

The moment I was ready to move my hand, I saw the scene that surprised me.

The black bug immediately calmed down after a brief panic. Then I used the tentacles to explore and walked around my hand and continued to crawl forward. It leaves a perfect arc behind it.

I am shocked!

It turned out that I thought that the indestructible problem could be easily broken with an arc. Yes!

It should be like this. I would rather smash my head in a straight line, and I don't want to trace my way with a soft arc. Why do you want to hide in the house and hurt the autumn and fall, but you are not willing to stick out your head to appreciate the rising sun of tomorrow. In fact, everything will pass, and as long as you overcome yourself, nothing can stop me from moving forward.

The night is deep, the rain is still down, and the sound of the sound is like a wind chime, so sweet.

The third day: the cover brother