Fast Transmigration Big Brother Sugar Sprinkle 99 Style
Chapter 271 The ground is covered with thorns and the fragrance of roses
Chapter 271 The ground is covered with thorns and the fragrance of roses
Even now, I still remember the dark and painful high school career for me.
It was very painful and powerless. It was a time when the sun was out of sight. For me at that time, it seemed that I had fallen into an abyss of hell, with no hope at all.
Learning is never a joy.
At least for me.
When I was in junior high school, relying on how smart I was, I never put too much energy on my studies.
In many cases, it is often only necessary to listen casually in class and read the book before the exam, and you can get good or even excellent grades in the exam.
At that time, I dismissed it, thinking that studying was just that, too simple to be worth mentioning, and didn’t require much energy and concentration from me. I even thought that my classmates who worked hard every day were stupid and stupid, and they all studied so hard. No, it's really stupid to only get such a small score in the test.
I didn't realize that I had twisted my egos.
Because I watched a lot of TV novels, I always have an inexplicable confidence in myself, feel that I am the protagonist of the world, all wishes can be realized, and everything will be carried out according to my own wishes. I sneer at many people or things, He raised his head to the sky, and was trapped in the virtual world dreaming every day, like a person who had a nightmare, unwilling to wake up, because the world in the dream was too beautiful, and the reality was so ugly.
It was such a perfunctory way that I was admitted to the best high school in our county with good grades.
It might sound ironic.
Because it was too far away from home, I lived in the school, and later I bought a mobile phone. Part of the reason was for communication purposes, but more, I knew it clearly in my heart, it was out of my own selfish desires.
Since then, I have been obsessed with everything on my mobile phone, unable to extricate myself, as if I am addicted.
There is no doubt that it is a happy virtual world with everything you want in it, you can call the wind and rain, you can dominate the world, you are omnipotent, you are unrestrained, it can fully satisfy people's spiritual needs .
At that time, my classmates in the same dormitory studied until [-] o’clock at night, and I played on my mobile phone until [-] o’clock or even went to bed at three or four in the morning. Difference.
One month passed, and the first month of high school exams came.
I did... very well.
Top ten in class.
Some people may be surprised, but I can tell you responsibly that in the first month, although I was often distracted by the mobile phone, I still paid attention to my studies, because it was just the beginning, I still wanted to work hard, and I still wanted to work hard. willing to work hard.
Seriously preview, complete homework, review and do questions.
Not a single step fell through.
Besides, I only took the class for a month and didn't learn much content. It's not that difficult to get a good grade in the exam. It just so happens that I did all of these.
After this achievement, my arrogance and conceited emotions accumulated more and more in my heart. Maybe I thought I was covering it up very well at that time, but now thinking about it, it is so shallow and vulgar.
I don't take study seriously anymore, I just think it's too simple, and I can control it, even if I don't take it seriously.
I spend more time on my mobile phone, and I have no self-control over it. At that time, there was only one way to enrich my barren and empty spiritual world.
After the first year of high school, I was divided into classes, and I was a mess in the exam.
I'm sorry, I still didn't wake up at that time, I was still stuck in the virtual world, and even got stuck in the quagmire.
In my sophomore year of high school, I played for another year.
My parents told me to study hard several times, but I promised earnestly, but I didn’t take it seriously. At that time, I thought arrogantly, just relying on my ability, so what if I don’t study?
I can also get good grades in the exam, but it's just a college entrance examination. I think this is a very simple thing.
Yes, I am stupid as hell.
I was completely blinded by myself. I was so conceited that I was born to be the protagonist, and all difficulties could be easily solved.
For this reason, I put the cart before the horse and paid a painful and serious price in the end.
In the second semester of the third year of high school, I was at the bottom of the class, and my grades were messed up.
I can't say what I was thinking at that time, what was I conceited, and why should I be conceited?
It was just that when I came back to the rented house one day, I saw my mother who had been cooking for me in the small rented house for two years and asked me what I wanted to eat.
Because of light sleep, I often didn't sleep well in school, so my family spent a lot of money to rent a house outside the school when I was a sophomore in high school.
My mother also lives with me, working hard for my basic necessities of life.
I was stunned at the time, but it is impossible for the two years of depravity to change my face because of this simple little thing.
I'm still the same, it hasn't changed.
After all, life is not a novel, and there is no such easy way to "turn the prodigal son back".
And one day later, because my mother was sick, I went out to buy breakfast in the morning, and saw a short, vicissitudes old man with gray hair and old clothes struggling to carry a bamboo basket, and there were fruits and vegetables in the basket.
The box was so big and heavy that she accidentally fell to the ground when she was crossing the road, spilling the contents of the box all the way.
The speeding cars turned those things into mud, and they all stuck to the road.
The color is so bright and dazzling, like the muddy tears of an old man.
She knelt and sat down on the ground, watching the mess on the ground crying, crying silently, suffering silently.
The pain of life is so naked and real.
It doesn't treat anyone well.
For the first time, I saw another kind of suffering in this world that cannot be expressed but can overwhelm a person. It is the silent and long sorrow.
I looked up at the dark sky, and the dark color seemed to indicate my next destiny.
I put down my phone and picked up the book that I had been away for two years. I painfully found that I couldn't understand everything in the book, and I was completely cut off from that world.
It was a time that I don't want to retell.
I found that I was not a natural protagonist, and I didn't have the ability to learn well and become a master if I wanted to.
I don't want to explain how I study in detail, but it is obvious that I did not succeed, at least I did not do well in the first college entrance examination.
I accept my mediocrity and incompetence.
Work harder from this.
I accept that I'm not a genius, I'm just an ordinary person, but I can't accept that I'm an ordinary person squandering my own life.
I don't want to experience the pain of life that seems endless and long.
I set out again.
I work hard.
This is my only good point.
I stepped on a road of thorns, and my feet were already dripping with blood, but the faint fragrance of roses in the distance rushed to my face.
I finally picked the best one.
——[This is an admonition, take me as a warning. 】
——【Work hard, this is your only shortcut. 】
——[Bless all readers, your efforts are worthy of your success. 】
(End of this chapter)
Even now, I still remember the dark and painful high school career for me.
It was very painful and powerless. It was a time when the sun was out of sight. For me at that time, it seemed that I had fallen into an abyss of hell, with no hope at all.
Learning is never a joy.
At least for me.
When I was in junior high school, relying on how smart I was, I never put too much energy on my studies.
In many cases, it is often only necessary to listen casually in class and read the book before the exam, and you can get good or even excellent grades in the exam.
At that time, I dismissed it, thinking that studying was just that, too simple to be worth mentioning, and didn’t require much energy and concentration from me. I even thought that my classmates who worked hard every day were stupid and stupid, and they all studied so hard. No, it's really stupid to only get such a small score in the test.
I didn't realize that I had twisted my egos.
Because I watched a lot of TV novels, I always have an inexplicable confidence in myself, feel that I am the protagonist of the world, all wishes can be realized, and everything will be carried out according to my own wishes. I sneer at many people or things, He raised his head to the sky, and was trapped in the virtual world dreaming every day, like a person who had a nightmare, unwilling to wake up, because the world in the dream was too beautiful, and the reality was so ugly.
It was such a perfunctory way that I was admitted to the best high school in our county with good grades.
It might sound ironic.
Because it was too far away from home, I lived in the school, and later I bought a mobile phone. Part of the reason was for communication purposes, but more, I knew it clearly in my heart, it was out of my own selfish desires.
Since then, I have been obsessed with everything on my mobile phone, unable to extricate myself, as if I am addicted.
There is no doubt that it is a happy virtual world with everything you want in it, you can call the wind and rain, you can dominate the world, you are omnipotent, you are unrestrained, it can fully satisfy people's spiritual needs .
At that time, my classmates in the same dormitory studied until [-] o’clock at night, and I played on my mobile phone until [-] o’clock or even went to bed at three or four in the morning. Difference.
One month passed, and the first month of high school exams came.
I did... very well.
Top ten in class.
Some people may be surprised, but I can tell you responsibly that in the first month, although I was often distracted by the mobile phone, I still paid attention to my studies, because it was just the beginning, I still wanted to work hard, and I still wanted to work hard. willing to work hard.
Seriously preview, complete homework, review and do questions.
Not a single step fell through.
Besides, I only took the class for a month and didn't learn much content. It's not that difficult to get a good grade in the exam. It just so happens that I did all of these.
After this achievement, my arrogance and conceited emotions accumulated more and more in my heart. Maybe I thought I was covering it up very well at that time, but now thinking about it, it is so shallow and vulgar.
I don't take study seriously anymore, I just think it's too simple, and I can control it, even if I don't take it seriously.
I spend more time on my mobile phone, and I have no self-control over it. At that time, there was only one way to enrich my barren and empty spiritual world.
After the first year of high school, I was divided into classes, and I was a mess in the exam.
I'm sorry, I still didn't wake up at that time, I was still stuck in the virtual world, and even got stuck in the quagmire.
In my sophomore year of high school, I played for another year.
My parents told me to study hard several times, but I promised earnestly, but I didn’t take it seriously. At that time, I thought arrogantly, just relying on my ability, so what if I don’t study?
I can also get good grades in the exam, but it's just a college entrance examination. I think this is a very simple thing.
Yes, I am stupid as hell.
I was completely blinded by myself. I was so conceited that I was born to be the protagonist, and all difficulties could be easily solved.
For this reason, I put the cart before the horse and paid a painful and serious price in the end.
In the second semester of the third year of high school, I was at the bottom of the class, and my grades were messed up.
I can't say what I was thinking at that time, what was I conceited, and why should I be conceited?
It was just that when I came back to the rented house one day, I saw my mother who had been cooking for me in the small rented house for two years and asked me what I wanted to eat.
Because of light sleep, I often didn't sleep well in school, so my family spent a lot of money to rent a house outside the school when I was a sophomore in high school.
My mother also lives with me, working hard for my basic necessities of life.
I was stunned at the time, but it is impossible for the two years of depravity to change my face because of this simple little thing.
I'm still the same, it hasn't changed.
After all, life is not a novel, and there is no such easy way to "turn the prodigal son back".
And one day later, because my mother was sick, I went out to buy breakfast in the morning, and saw a short, vicissitudes old man with gray hair and old clothes struggling to carry a bamboo basket, and there were fruits and vegetables in the basket.
The box was so big and heavy that she accidentally fell to the ground when she was crossing the road, spilling the contents of the box all the way.
The speeding cars turned those things into mud, and they all stuck to the road.
The color is so bright and dazzling, like the muddy tears of an old man.
She knelt and sat down on the ground, watching the mess on the ground crying, crying silently, suffering silently.
The pain of life is so naked and real.
It doesn't treat anyone well.
For the first time, I saw another kind of suffering in this world that cannot be expressed but can overwhelm a person. It is the silent and long sorrow.
I looked up at the dark sky, and the dark color seemed to indicate my next destiny.
I put down my phone and picked up the book that I had been away for two years. I painfully found that I couldn't understand everything in the book, and I was completely cut off from that world.
It was a time that I don't want to retell.
I found that I was not a natural protagonist, and I didn't have the ability to learn well and become a master if I wanted to.
I don't want to explain how I study in detail, but it is obvious that I did not succeed, at least I did not do well in the first college entrance examination.
I accept my mediocrity and incompetence.
Work harder from this.
I accept that I'm not a genius, I'm just an ordinary person, but I can't accept that I'm an ordinary person squandering my own life.
I don't want to experience the pain of life that seems endless and long.
I set out again.
I work hard.
This is my only good point.
I stepped on a road of thorns, and my feet were already dripping with blood, but the faint fragrance of roses in the distance rushed to my face.
I finally picked the best one.
——[This is an admonition, take me as a warning. 】
——【Work hard, this is your only shortcut. 】
——[Bless all readers, your efforts are worthy of your success. 】
(End of this chapter)
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