Don't blame the time is too thin and the fingers are too wide

In the year of receiving the second high school general notice, I abandoned a summer vacation.

It’s just a high one? I’m speechless, and the shadows are scattered into unbearable leaves. After crying, I picked up my tears again. After all, the strange scenery is still waiting for my next stop.

In the summer vacation three years later, I let my tears and unscrupulous floods. The joint entrance examination, like the ambush of the deep reef in the deep sea, is always the bitter sea of ​​my tears, so illusory.

I dare not look at the parents who are disappointed with me. Wandering in the damp and sadness that appeared at midnight, so desperate to see the cemetery of the other side of the victory of others.

Looking at me who is sluggish, my brother said: "Which schools are the same, the key depends on how you grasp yourself." It is because of this sentence, I have been in the heart of thousands of times to give up the academic or not doubts collapsed.

Everywhere in the distant place has a temptation for us, not to seduce beauty or to seduce legends. It was boring that the university once tempted me.

But looking at the fine sweat of the teacher's forehead, once in my temptation, I don't think it is a dream. Since I have chosen to study, I have no reason to despise any hard work. I know how to cherish. Standing on the tail of youth, I counted a handful of cardamom years.

The lush days shuttle between my paper and ink, and they are the fragrance of the city.

If joke is an intoxicating wind, then I have already been so drunk. I used to think that I would let the spring come to the autumn, the flowers bloom, and only lonely. But when the people in the city hall smiled and said "嗨", when the morning run, the dean's "refueling and refueling", when the roommate got up and got me medicine in the middle of the night, my loneliness was pulled down and the pieces fell.

I don't have the charm of Qing, the quiet of Xiangling, the softness of Yuyu, but because of my happiness, I learned to smile like a flower, smiling in the autumn rain of the autumn flowers.

Picking up the water of the bathing lake, the light water smells the gauze I rely on. It seems as if I have seen the worry of my father’s eyes.

I am a child of a poor family, but I don't know how to be self-reliant. Although the people in the city are very cute and help each other, many things still depend on themselves. I have shed tears for the hard life of the university. Looking at the self-learning seniors, I am self-defeating. Throughout the summer, I was busy with my "work". In the night of the stars, I wanted to tell my father, I know what it means to be "do it yourself, and eat well."

The summer breeze is blowing, but it can't stop the sin of the sun. The activities of the associations recruiting new activities are in full swing. Dad said, don't do the hard work. I smiled lightly, I have my responsibility. In the performance show of the literary world that I was not willing, I have learned to shoulder my responsibility.

I have asked myself many times, what is it for people to live? I can't think of it. Nowadays, I finally understand that people are living for happiness and responsibility. In the city, that is to learn these.

In the night, silently under the street lights of the campus, the wind swept past the precarious past. Suddenly, I discovered that the cherry blossoms were scattered, the roses were in full bloom, the curtains were curtained, the first lotus bloomed, and the eyes turned, our life was so uncertain. Today, I don't blame the time is too thin and too wide, because I can grasp more in the city!