It's a diary

Chapter 219 3.19
I wrote a few paragraphs in the past two days, scattered and scattered, with no preface and no follow-up. In the end, it was just disposed of as a junk document.

I have an exam this weekend.

This is very important, as it affects whether I can read in the second half of the year. It concerns me in the next three years, whether to return to Beiyu or go further to a bigger city.

In fact, no matter what, it’s fine.

Big cities have the advantages of big cities, and Beiyu also has the advantages of a small place.

But the premise is that I have to have a book to read first.

I have friends in other provinces who plan to travel to my city during the Tomb Sweeping Day holiday.

She asked me if I would be her tour guide.

By then I had finished my exams and naturally had time, so I almost readily agreed.

When I knew her, she always liked to run to the suburbs of the city. Go watch the birds and watch others harvest the rice. She loves to share with me what she sees and hears.

I chatted with her a lot, even the things she was curious about, I have seen countless times since she was a child.

I said, "When you come to Beiyu, I will drive to pick you up. This is a small place that can cross two urban areas in half an hour. It is not prosperous at all, but the good thing is that the city is small and quiet. It will give people more time to cherish the people around them and appreciate the scenery of the city. ”

"I can take you to see the Shiwanda Mountains, the endless rice fields, and fish in the creek..."

"Then I will definitely go if I have the chance!" she said.

I took it seriously. But I didn’t take it particularly to heart.

Because, everyone who knows me. I don’t know if it’s because of me or because I want to enjoy the sea breeze, but they all made a promise to me to come to this land.

I say it every time. "Okay, then I'll wait for you here."

The exam date is getting closer and closer, and every day becomes a countdown. Just like when I counted on my fingers every day to figure out when I could go home for vacation.

I must be scared and anxious.

In the past few days, I have been unable to sleep, and I always start emo on time late at night, feeling sad and anxious.

Cry secretly in the middle of the night.

Have no idea. My tolerance is very poor, and my ability to withstand stress is not good.

But no matter what, I am who I am.

Working hard on writing questions, often in a daze, eating more candies and French fries...

Week after week passes.

One month has almost passed and the exam is about to take place.

I went to the temple every week.

Bowing again and again and offering incense. I took a few offerings and sat on a stone bench outside the temple to watch the construction team building the canal.

It's very quiet, you can hear the sound of the construction team's construction equipment and the chirping of insects and birds.

I hope God can favor me again.

I also hope that if I can work harder and harder, I can become the person I wanted to be when I was fourteen.