Run, maverick pig

Be independent and adhere to ideals.

These eight words do not know how much value it will have in this world that has been plagued by survival problems in this time squeezed by money.

I talked to many of my friends about this topic. Mavericks are often seen as geeks, not gregarious, and people can’t see through them. Especially a maverick is still insisting on his dreams. I was ridiculed by the ridicule of many people. In the eyes of those people, this kind of maverick is still a child who is still ignorant of the ideal. He can only be called a child. They will definitely say, this is what the fucking age, the men have lost their ideals for many years, the ideal is what a fucking thing, why do I need to chase after the ideal, it is not a girl, cut Now the brothers are handsome together, eat a bunch of people, Internet cafes play a bunch of games, and later rely on these brothers to live, some people still can't figure out this era, communication is the trump card, what is bad course content, buddies are fundamental Disdain. Also maverick, a cigarette, a wine and a tent, the buddy can sprinkle the world, can you? The buddies rely on the friends all over the world! By my side, Xiaole is such a guy, we give him the label Yes: maverick and stick to ideals.

In fact, his maverick should be said to be only ideological! Because our dorms are very harmonious, Xiaole will be a good atmosphere modifier in the dormitory. He likes to use his own wise face and humorous words. There are occasional funny moves to funny us. During his time, the atmosphere of the dormitory is comfortable, relaxed and pleasant. It feels like a precious rain on the northwest plateau, opening the window, a moist The feeling of refreshing is the same, right, it is the feeling of refreshing. We all like you to be with Xiaole. His people are like his name. With him, there will always be happiness.

We are together every day, eating, sleeping, and attending classes, but I have never felt that I can truly understand Xiaole completely. There will be a special temperament in his body, which is mysterious and unattainable.

When the weather has begun to get cold, it is always his habit to smoke in the cold wind blowing into the window. Sometimes I stand in the window, my ears are filled with headphones, my left hand is inserted into the trouser pocket, and the right hand is holding the cigarette butt, looking out the window. I have been thinking about standing for a long time. I am lying in bed sometimes thinking about whether he is thinking about it or just listening to music, or just wanting to smoke cigarettes. But I never asked because I like this feeling, the feeling of guessing. Whenever this time, I will open my own long-lasting imagination, enjoy swimming and letting go. This is a treat.

Xiaole doesn't like the intrinsic curriculum. He doesn't like courses he doesn't like. He often skips classes and escapes. "I don't want to waste my good time in a boring, inefficient classroom." The only reason we have, when we are suffering in the classroom, he is immersed in his hobbies, maybe there will be a smile on his face, I think on the one hand, he is really happy, one The aspect seems to be laughing at something. With a deep-rooted indifference on his body, when his little eyes began to pick up, I really couldn't think of the things that he had experienced before, what he had envied, mature, rigor is his trait, especially It is that kind of maturity, the face of the coldness of the world is my envy, and I can't get it now, so I have a feeling of awe in him. He is like a big brother. It is always comfortable to be with him. The mood can be relaxed. Vigilance can be unnecessary because he can rely on it.

When the snow flies through our dreams, we sneak a new coat on the earth. Getting up in the winter morning is always painful. If I give a reason why I like the weekend, the first one is definitely not to get up and go to class. As Xiaole said: There is no holiday in life, but life has holidays everywhere. Obviously it is a relatively succinct sentence, I can not fully understand, because to achieve such a sentence I do not know how much to pay, the most important thing is not knowing how much will be lost. Xiaole likes to stay in the library all the time. He said that there is quiet, he likes to be alone, and he likes a quiet environment. Xiaole likes books and likes ink. Many times when I saw that he had just bought a new book he had just bought, he couldn’t help but open the book, stuff his nose into the cracks of the number, sniffed it, closed his eyes, and shook his shoulders slightly. The face is satisfied. Then I cocked up from the letter and told us that sometimes happiness is as simple as that.

Happiness is as simple as that, but happiness is not that simple.

Xiaole loves his hobbies and interests, and he learns it himself. In the good times of the university, he regards his interest as a lover. He does not hesitate to say that the Internet and books are his spiritual companions. He doesn't go to fall in love easily. He thinks that the love of the university is too confusing. The girl is not mature and the boy is not worried about the future. This will cause problems. There are too few things that two people in the university can experience together. If they graduate to come to the society in the future, this love can still stand the test of real life. It is still a question worth exploring. Generally speaking here, we will ridicule him: who graduated from college really took her home, and then found a shackle, the college era is over, an era is over, and the college girlfriends are of course also going to end. Your kid still wants to play across the ages, is there a new wave?

Xiaole will generally be very calm, pretending to stare seriously at us with a serious sentence: My class is not a casual person, I will be responsible for my girl, you are a group of scum. Good food will give you this group of pigs!

The male dormitory is such a good point, basically the topic is not too restrictive. Basically speaking, there is no limit level to say so. Xiaole has been busy with his poetry work and is busy with his story structure. He said that he wants to write something. He likes to write things very much, and he has fallen deeply in love with the name of a freelance writer. It is very suitable for his character. In fact, we all think that he can do a lot of careers. He has high work efficiency and great work attention. He is talented in many aspects. A high-tech guy goes to newspapers and magazines to publish his own works, and he can support himself with these manuscripts. It seems to be a kind of Irony is also like a bad business. And I like to attribute it all to his maverick character. Writing has always been his dream. He told me that he has many dreams, and writers are just one of them.

In this wonderful university campus, he is independent and brave enough to follow his own ideals. Even a little free to mean. The sky was floating in the snow, and the beautiful sunshine in the afternoon gave the holy snow a stage. Xiaole excitedly opened the window and hung the cigarette on the smile of the corner of his mouth. Snowflake angels dance in the air, they are the dreams that God has given us! Xiaole opened the window, the naughty little angels rushed into our hut, naughty on the head of Xiaole, like the night jewel in the crown Dazzling.

I laughed, took out the cigarette from my little pocket and lit it. I grabbed Xiaole’s neck and looked at the snow fluttering in the sky and said: Run! My maverick pig! Xiaole smiled and quietly grabbed some learning and suddenly covered my head. When I didn't respond, he quickly ran away.

I turned back and bounced off the snow on my hair. I couldn't help but say another sentence: Run fast, you are a maverick pig.