In the long life, there are always some songs, belong to a certain moment.
Dinko’s Beautiful Life must belong to the present. “You see, birds in the sky Flying so high Got everywhere to go You find, faces with smile Only delight No sorrow You hear, calls from your friends Songs from your heart you never alone You draw, How long has it been since I felt so comfortable listening to music and writing like I haven’t hummed since the three of us watched The Richest Man in Hong Kong
A song. I don’t know if it’ll ever happen again. A slightly cluttered room with blue checked sheets.
Occasionally a person walks through the park to the school road.
A little cold skin in the sun.
The name tag and Wangy in his pocket when he left the lab.
Every Monday morning I always want to sleep in. I fell in love with Dinko’s voice in “If”, maybe because it resonated with me, maybe because I was moved by the melodic lyrics, the single cycle. It is autumn in Langfang now, and it is also the night that I end this year’s self-examination. On my playlist, looping her voice. What is October?
It’s been a month since I got up at dawn in the morning, packed myself up, packed my clothes and went to class, but I was still shivering on the way. Is in the classroom each person ground head thinks, diligently writing figure. It is the gentle smile of the man who brings hot water when his hands are cold. It was late when I came home. There were children waiting for me at the door. It is the lively scene at home on your birthday, with beloved gifts, unexpected surprises and warm wishes, even if you are late. Tu es le meilleur! Tu es le meilleur! It’s a little relaxation after exams, and a beautiful ice cream cone.
It was more relaxed than many times before, and it was a self-examination without being a group leader. For the first time, I felt the feeling I had never had since I went to school before the exam. That was 1: I will review the textbook again in 2 days by myself, which is impossible for me, because I hate “going back to the textbook”. But when you have a feeling, you are willing to do it. This feeling belongs to yourself and can not be expressed in words. Especially when entering the moment of “only you”, the turbulent and confused heart, the desire for knowledge and the recollection of life will burst out.
There are so many feelings I’ve never felt before. Is extraordinary.
November will be even more extraordinary.
I love learning, because it is youth. I love it here because it’s life.
People are pushed by time to grow, powerless to resist. All madness ends in peace. That’s how life ends. Everyone in the long life, there are always a few thick and heavy color, can not be copied, can not be repeated, but will use a lifetime to miss.
