However, I am different. This month, I insisted on doing a lot of things.
First, insist on staying up late and playing mobile phones at night;
Second, insist on getting up late, having breakfast at ten o'clock and continuing to have lunch at eleven o'clock;
Third, insist on sitting in front of the computer when you are full and enjoying it;
Fourth, insist on not exercising, and raise personal fat to keep warm;
Fifth, insist on picking your hands. Although you are struggling inside, you can't stop picking your hands.
Sixth, the medicine has not stopped. ...
Do you think my life is too unhealthy, and then find that you have achieved such "great achievements" like me, and you are never tired of it?
Don't be afraid, it's not too late to change.
At least, I found that I had been writing for almost a month, and of course I insisted on not eating three meals a day.
I remember when I was a freshman, I took a thinking class. This thoughtful teacher is very humorous. He always makes social problems clear, explains them in simple terms, and constantly expands our thinking.
Later, the teacher asked us to read a biography or other books every week and write down our thoughts after reading them. At that time, in order to get a normal score, I began to keep this task in mind, ran to the library to borrow a few books, and wrote a dozen articles back and forth.
Some stories are fascinating. After reading the notes, they are carefully written and spread out for two or three pages, like Salinger's biography. Everything else is perfunctory. After reading 1/3, I began to make things up, such as genius on the left and madman on the right. Some really don't have any songs, so they have to copy a few words, such as The City of Arrival: The Last Migration of Humans and Our Future.
This habit makes me take the initiative to write some movies or TV series after the course, write them all in my notebook, and occasionally turn to my previous writing style to make myself laugh.
Of course, I didn't bother to start thinking about it until I got home from my holiday.
When I was a freshman, I didn't get rid of the habit of getting up early in high school accommodation. I still get up at seven o'clock every day and go out for breakfast at half past seven. But because my roommates don't eat breakfast very much or like to eat puffed bread in a single package, I have to wait for my friends from other dormitories to go to the canteen and eat a bowl of hot wonton happily.
Later, because I was too lazy to wait for people, I got up early and ran around the campus, ran to the canteen, made a steamed stuffed bun and ran back to the dormitory. I met some people who ran several times in the morning on the road, and I admire them even more.
After that, the study task became heavier and heavier, and I began to give up the pace of running the canteen. After breakfast in the dormitory, I hurried to the classroom to study for myself. After a long time, I found that a handsome boy (male god for short) always arrived in the classroom earlier than me, so I silently encouraged myself to catch up with him until one day I left the dormitory door at about 7: 00 10 and finally got ahead of him.
Later, I began to stay in bed slowly, and then I got up late. On the way to the canteen, I often bump into the male god who has finished breakfast and hurried to the classroom. Every time, I always feel guilty
Later, when the second year of high school started, there was less homework, and I became lazy. I slept until eight or nine o'clock every day and never saw the male god again. Occasionally I met a male god in the teaching building, but I still studied so hard.
I saw him preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination last year. A junior student worked quietly with a group of senior postgraduate entrance examination classes. Perhaps, the male god just wants people to admire it in this way.
In the second half of my sophomore year, in order to get rid of bad habits, I began to participate in the early morning activities of Day30, in fact, for a polaroid award. In this way, I persisted for a month, set an alarm clock to get up early every day, and occasionally turned off the alarm clock to sleep and forgot to punch in. I still feel guilty. I lost the whole day and kept telling myself that I kept getting up early for a long time.
Of course, this habit died in my holiday.
Finally, talk about my parents. From a few years ago, I left my hometown to go to college, and after my brother went to work every day, I guessed the boring life of my parents. Later, I found out that I was so stupid and naive. Without my brother and me, my parents live a carefree life.
My father wakes up after five o'clock every day. Sometimes he goes running, and sometimes he goes swimming with my mother. During the summer vacation, I caught a glimpse of a lamp every morning, and then slept until noon, until my mother came back from shopping.
They really like swimming. As a landlubber, I find it hard to understand. Not long after the Spring Festival this year, the weather was a little warm. My father was already thinking about going swimming, and then he told his mother happily, "Many people have gone swimming recently, and I plan to go." Fortunately, my mother stopped me, otherwise I would be a poor man who slept until the early hours of the morning and was left at home alone.
In addition, my father likes to grow vegetables, which is probably a habit of his childhood. There are seven or eight kinds of vegetables in a small field next to my home. When the weather is fine, I turn the ground and water it.
Also, after I boarded in high school, my father began to grow my favorite tomatoes, remember the season and the time of fertilization, take care of them more than other vegetables, and then stare at them every day, scaring them not to be red.
In addition, my dear mother goes swimming in the morning and dances square dance with her sisters in the evening. Because my mother learns to dance faster, sometimes a few aunts come to my house, and a group starts to discuss various dances and play loud music. Then I stood by cheering and clapping.
Middle-aged and elderly people like my parents can keep exercising and have a healthy lifestyle, which makes their lives more colorful and envies us children.
Before going back to school, I asked my father, will you miss me when I go back to school and my mother is not with you? Then my dad replied faintly, "You should leave quickly. You always bully me at home and steal TV." Then I turned to ask my mother. My mother said, "Hurry up, you have eaten all the food at home."
Well, these are my parents who love me very much.
Seeing this, have you started to calculate something?
As for me, I'm thinking that I should take this habit of reading back recently, read other people's stories and experience a different realm, and my life will be much richer.
To form a good habit, maybe someone really needs to force themselves, otherwise every time I go home on holiday, everything will return to the original state!
Then, in the following days, let's form a good habit together.
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