It's a diary

Another week has passed.

It seems like I didn’t do anything, just passed by.

This week my sister took the exam, and I braved the wind and rain to pick her up and drop her off, running around almost every day. Either he was picking her up or on his way to pick her up.

The Municipal Education Bureau is really talented and chose the three coldest days of the year to conduct the final exam.

It wasn't that cold last year, but this year the temperature is as low as single digits approaching zero.

But it picked up next week. But when it's cold and hot, it means that it's time to return to Nantian.

Recently, I started to suffer from insomnia again, all night long. I can't fall asleep until three or four o'clock, and then I don't wake up until one or two o'clock.

It has been windy and rainy recently, so it is not easy to go out and play. All I could do was get up and read the books and brush up on the questions.

I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night last night. I was so sad that I suddenly wanted to go hiking. But it was raining and so cold, so I didn’t go today.

Ugh.

I've been so anxious lately.

It’s boring to do anything, and it’s easy to pass a day just by lying down and dazing.

The succulents I raised died. It's a pity that after raising it for more than a year, almost two years, it finally died.

The bunch of yellow lilies I bought earlier bloomed beautifully and have not withered yet. (This has a lot to do with the weather. When the weather is cold, the flowers are not so easy to wither. This seems to be the only advantage of winter.)

It seems like there really is nothing to say. But I was very unhappy, but I couldn't tell what was wrong or what happened.

Nothing seemed to happen, the only bad thing was the weather.

Because of this bad weather, I can't go out for a walk, travel, or play ball.

My former classmates were still in class, and I didn’t have many friends. But that’s okay. If I have few friends and I happen to live a long time, I can save a lot of money (dog head)

I want to go to the flower and bird market and buy something to raise. Although I am afraid that I will die again, I still have to try again.

I remember I had a purple sand flower pot, which was small and about the size of a palm. But I don't remember where I put it. I have to look for it tomorrow. The rain kept falling, which kept me awake at night and upset me during the day.

I have to wait until the rain stops before I can drive to the flower and bird market, otherwise it will be too much trouble.

I once raised a pot of lily of the valley. After two months, it finally bloomed. Then it died, and I was sad about it for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, my pot of mint also died.

After two or three months, I didn’t dare to plant flowers again.

I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night last night, so I read Jiaojiao's "You Are Not Seen".

In the past month, I have bought a lot of physical books. I don’t turn it over very much when I buy it, it’s basically just for collection.

I still read e-books more often, mainly for convenience.

It seems that many people are slowly losing interest in it. Then, I bought a lot of almost brand new specially signed books at a very good price.

In fact, at a certain moment, I also want to open a bookstore.

Everyone reads quietly, and do not disturb strangers or acquaintances.

I feel very happy just thinking about it.

However, it is unlikely to be realized in the end. After all, there are many practical factors to be considered.

What I want most is to open a bakery shop. My daily job is to bake fluffy bread and make fragrant and sweet cakes. Even the air is filled with a cloying sweetness.

Open depending on mood, sometimes half price, often 20% off.