We have been waiting, whether we care about it or not, waiting has been with our life. Waiting is beautiful, maybe what we are waiting for will come quietly after waking up all night; But waiting is also very bitter. Waiting is full of loneliness and loneliness, mixed with pain and tears, which often makes us endure everything that should or should not be accommodated. In the winter of 2006, when I trudged in the waiting, I was particularly stumbling. ...

The night sky on June 5438+February 3 1 day, 2006 will be stored in my memory forever. So I am often moved by the scene on some occasions, which makes me silent for a moment. I can't describe the psychological state at that time, lost? Helpless? I really want all this to disappear in an instant, but I can only taste the silence again and again in my memory. Three days, five days, seven days ... Of course, I spent the "opening ceremony" in 2007 in silence. Just wait for the "wound healing" in silence, and decide to make the final resistance and the final blow. Although this is a battle to save face, the reality emphasizes the importance of this battle. My only choice at present is to turn the tide. As a result, ambition has been "angered" again, and I deeply feel that "waiting" and "slacking" seem to be somewhat similar. Of course, the action is "burning the midnight oil", and I have been controlling my consciousness not to shift for things outside me. Perhaps it was on that unforgettable night, that heartbreaking night, that sleepless night that I planted a seed of faith and finally found half of myself. Obviously, my "other half" will go all out to recover next semester.

There was a short clip not long ago, which was really classic. It is said that my "class leader" invited five outstanding seniors to give lectures before the final exam, and a few plain words made me wake up-"I will regret if I don't work hard in the future" and "high school life is to be able to withstand loneliness, loneliness and temptation" ... I think these two words can completely dominate the future. Yes, if you don't work hard now, when will you wait? Today's waiting seems to be forbidden by 100%. Waiting can only be regarded as a state of mind, just an external environment for growth, and strive to pay as much time as possible. It can also be considered that, just as capitalists constantly squeeze the "surplus value" of workers and slaves, time can witness its value, only one year later. ...

I can't get rid of the memory of the beginning of the year, I can only fade away and wait silently! In the past, I endured the pain of waiting silently, which brought me too much embarrassment and sadness. Waiting for this time has created a scarred heart, but its fragments have made me gain an increasingly mature thought. It's time for me to set sail. I'm afraid waiting at this time is completely slack!

Combing the memory, the image is still clear. In my memory, she knocked on my heart, but we didn't get too close. I think this is right. In the first year of high school, we accepted our own choices, but when we entered the second year of high school, we became representatives of different classes. Her grades are in full swing, and I am a marginal figure. So I began to miss that youthful time from time to time, and now I can only talk to her silently. I gradually understand that we just met by chance in the three-dimensional coordinates of time and space, smiled at each other, and then pursued our own goals, leaving each other with a wandering back. We just met in time and space, and may not meet again in spiritual coordinates. Independent time and space, although close at hand, the heart is far away, which sounds illusory, but it is definitely the feeling of time passing by. I sent her a message yesterday, maybe I didn't receive it, or she ... Anyway, I just want to wish her "happiness". She is excellent and really worth appreciating. I waited in silence. What is written here is just a memory, but a "beautiful image" in the memory, just a comb of the fleeting time. After this road, I understand. ...

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