It's a diary

Chapter 49 c2
Have you noticed? The moon is so beautiful tonight.

In the oral expression class tonight, the teacher showed us pictures taken by other teachers:
"Look, it started out like this, with just a little curve, and then it became like this, a semicircle. I don't know now, maybe it will be a full circle when you go back after class."

There was a classmate in the class who was also good at talking. He shouted to the teacher, "Teacher, let us go out to see the moon! There is no class anymore. Let's go out to see the moon!"

Others said that the school should be on holiday.

Because the moon is too round, I want to go home.

Home?
After class, I also paid attention to the moon in the sky.It was indeed a full moon just as the teacher said.Elders do have more knowledge, there is no denying this.

I sent a message to Hippo. I told her that the moon in the past two days was so beautiful for some reason, and asked her to pay attention to whether the moon in Beiyu was also like this.

"I don't know, I don't know! Beiyu was fine in the afternoon and quite beautiful. But it's not good now. It's dark and overcast, and the clouds have completely blocked it."

These are her original words.

Tuesday is over.In a daze, it's over.Just like the eight years I spent in Beiyu, it was over in a flash.

I said that I spent almost all day typing on Tuesday.Today was okay. I personally like the classes on Tuesday and Friday.

One is just for typing, the other is for various p-pictures, and oh, it can also usher in the weekend.

That night, as soon as I woke up, I could go out and wander around.I'm a lazy guy, I don't want to do anything that requires energy.Of course, that's if possible.

I go.

As I write this, I start to want to hate the rich again!
There are so many rich people in this world, why can’t there be one more like me!! ! !

Others' [-]-yuan red wine was opened immediately, but I hesitated over and over again for the [-]-yuan candied haws.

While others enjoy singing and dancing every day, I only have endless nonsense and worries.When I get tired, I just sleep with that silly stuffed shark in my arms.

Then.Can't even sleep well.

When this starts to happen, as soon as I open my eyes, I will hate everyone equally.Now, I have no energy left.

It doesn’t matter whether I have no strength or not!
The former is not bad and can be classified as lazy and poor health.The latter doesn't work, I don't want that...

I love text entry classes.Just type and type without any worries. (Mainly because the keyboard in the computer room feels comfortable to the touch) I don’t know why, but I really like that teacher.

I'm afraid of everyone, including myself and you in front of the screen.I don't mean any offense, I'm just stupid and sick.You are already good.

But taking that teacher's class can't be said to be completely fearless, but it just feels right.

I remember once I was on the second floor of the cafeteria. I took my book and walked down the stairs. Almost halfway, I put away my phone and looked up, and I met the face of a teacher.The two pairs of eyes looked at each other, and it was me who grinned first, and then him.He passed by, but subconsciously looked back.I don’t remember if it was him, but when I faced him, this was the feeling - unhurried, calm and unhurried.

Typing now is not bad, but I think it’s not good enough.

It has to be better!
You must learn this course well no matter what.When I learn it well, tsk, I won’t have to worry about Internet trolls.

I joked with my senior sister that day, "When I succeed in my studies, the entire online world will let you walk sideways. Of course, the premise is that you are reasonable."

She sent me a string of ellipses.Then he confidently sent three words: "I don't care."

This morning, because the class assignments were completed quickly, the teacher opened the Internet for one class to play on the computer.Then, I just checked Weibo for a class, which was not interesting at all.But if I don’t check Weibo, I don’t know what to do.

Better to sleep.

But can't sleep.

I'm just in a daze, I can be distracted, I don't have to listen to the class, but I'm not allowed to sleep.That's pretty good, isn't it?

In the culture class tomorrow, the Chinese teacher asked us to express ourselves in spoken English.This is, the midterm exam.I'm convinced, I don't even want to do this.

It is undeniable that her class is really good, but I just don't seem to like it.

Maybe it's because I'm used to being lazy, or maybe it's because when I was studying in Beiyu, all the Chinese teachers I met were... .It's just not the same style as hers.

Feeling her is a feeling that I can't describe.I will definitely tell you when I find an adjective next time.

In her class, she always wants us to actively participate and express.But to be honest, I don’t want to, and many people don’t. (The contradiction in this statement is that it’s not that I don’t like listening to her lectures, but I just don’t want to participate in the class. It can also be understood as laziness. The life of a lazy person is spent wasting time.)
Math class, really, scarred me for life.

That math teacher has a master's degree, what can you say?How can I let a teacher with a master's degree teach mathematics?
Although I can't say it's very good now, but I can do it just fine.It's not bad.

It seems like it will be cold next week!

I hate getting cold, I hate being fake, and I’m afraid it’s true.

This morning I started to feel sick.It was foggy in the morning.

Too lazy to worry about it, there are still three days, three days, three days.I can go out! Maybe, I will go out again this weekend (?)

I don’t know.When I was in Beiyu, when the weather got colder, I didn’t want to move.

During the coldest days, I would be lazy and not drive to school, but would take the bus instead.However, buses are sometimes not very accurate.

Generally speaking, I have never been late.Just once, I was almost late, just a little bit.Got into school stuck.And because I was walking slowly, I bumped into the grade director on the stairs.

I will never forget that day in my life.

I go out every week not because I’m active, but because I still have the strength and want to walk more. I’m afraid that when I can’t walk anymore, I will feel regretful and uneasy because I wasted so much time.

Just like now, I often feel regret for some things in the past.

Regrets are common, there are always many, and if you are not careful, they will become more.All I can do is be cautious and cautious, try not to let it become more, and make my actions at every moment worthy of my future self.

I have been depressed for two years after I returned to school. One reason is that my health is really bad, and the other reason is that the past two years are worth missing and unbearable to look back on.

Until now, it is like this.

Including the two years after I resumed school, it more or less left some regrets and unwillingness in my memory.

But okay, really okay.

Now, although I still think of it occasionally, I miss it, but I don’t blame myself for those two years later.I'm brave enough.

I have done things that I could not do before, I am worthy of myself and everyone, and those time are not wasted...

In the end, I was still escaping.Even now, I dare not go back to that school.

But I don’t regret it. My past choices are worthy of who I am now, and my current behavior is excusable.

During that graduation season, in this June of this year, I wrote six or seven letters and sent them to the teachers.Forgive me for being a coward, and don't blame me for always running away.

I have said everything I wanted to say, so I don’t have any big regrets this summer.

I heard that a certain teacher cried when she read the letter I wrote.After I heard about it, I just smiled and said, "You have been with me for a long time, and you have become like me." What immediately flashed in my mind was her face.

Meeting each other is a miracle in itself, right?

Miracle?
(End of this chapter)