It's a diary

Chapter 30 Holidays are always short
The holidays always go by so quickly, as if I didn’t do much, and they just pass by in a daze.

I clearly remember what I did on Friday and what the teacher said that day.But I just don’t know what I did on the weekend. It seemed like I didn’t do anything, and I seemed to have done everything.

I got up early, went to bed late, stayed in bed, waited for the sunset, listened to opera, walked around the streets and alleys, and ate all the food I wanted to eat...

It seems like each one is worth mentioning separately.

It seems like nothing is worth mentioning.

Every day is boring.Not interesting at all.all.Everything is.

I can't find the meaning of life, and I don't know the meaning of living. I don't understand, but everything is meaningless.

I just know that I want to live.

At least for the time being.

I don’t know what the emotion is, but I feel so sad, so sad, so sad.No reason, no source.Maybe there is, I just didn't find it.

Eat, sleep, and do what you should do at your age.Just stay alive.

But I don't want to eat, I don't want to sleep, I don't want to do almost anything.

The food doesn't taste good and I wake up when I sleep.

Eat to be hungry, and be hungry to eat.

Sleep to wake up, wake up to fall asleep again.

I hate this so much.I don't know how to explain this to my doctor.

At that time, I was still too young, clumsy and clumsy.While I was worrying about how to explain it to him, he almost decided that I was a certain kind of person.

He analyzed from multiple angles and made me sensible and understanding.

Dudu didn't think about it from my position.

……

far away.

Let’s talk about today.

Seriously, you must eat on time.Otherwise it is easy to get sick.

I feel so sleepy today, I haven’t done anything yet, I’m just so sleepy.Maybe it's because my waist started to hurt again.

Before turning off the lights, I took out the medical certificate that was pressed under the mat and read it.Once again, I lamented my own strength.When it gets dark, I can't help but shiver; when the wind blows, I can't even stand!
This afternoon's dusk was average at first, then okay later on.

It's getting dark earlier and earlier. In the future, I may not need or be able to go to class in advance and wait.

Because it's getting dark early.

By that time, I was so ill that I wished I could lie in bed all the time, how could I still run around blindly.

Tomorrow, Monday.I don't like Monday's classes, which include physical education. It's not for anyone else, but I'm just lazy.

This afternoon, I had a phone call with my cousin.She is much stronger than me, really.In fact, most people are better than me and stronger than me.

What season is it now?
When is the flowering period of what flower?
When I went downstairs, I saw a student who had gone home for the weekend and came back, holding a single rose.

I think of the big bunch of lilies I brought back from the flower shop when the Chinese New Year was approaching last year.

There are countless dazzling red roses placed in the flower bucket in that store.Why did I write about red roses? Maybe it’s because it was the first thing I saw.

It's always like that, no matter what it's placed with, it always stands out.

Will wildflowers feel inferior when they see roses?
At that time, I got to know the flower shop and its owner.

The boss has a child, how old is he? He is very cute.She will also call me sister.

At first, I would always bring her candies because of this. Later, I stopped doing this because I was afraid that she would have bad teeth.

But she still calls me sister sweetly.

Later, the flower shop moved out of its original store (parking was not very convenient)
Later, summer was over.

Later, I also left.

So far, I have not bought a single flower.

There are many things to worry about, especially now that I have changed my dormitory, there are even more things to worry about.

tired.

I want to cry.

Can't figure out why.

Just think it's because I'm stupid.

(End of this chapter)