At night, the lights are on. The campus, which has been busy for a week, has become extremely quiet at this moment. I am walking alone on the campus runway, which belongs to the kind of aimless. The slow evening breeze gently stroked my cheek. Hair is flying in the black wind. Every weekend holiday, I always walk on the runway like this. I want to take a walk alone to pass the lonely and unbearable time.
The lights in the classroom are still on, but I don't want to go. Six days of continuous study made me exhausted, the pressure of entering a higher school overwhelmed me, and the competition in learning made me afraid to face it. After the holiday, I was finally liberated. There is no need to talk about the half-angle formula P and the double-angle formula in trigonometric function in math class ... and I don't have to listen to the English teacher's nagging like a foreign girl, which makes me puzzled. Let's go and relax. But where to go? To be honest, I can't say whether I am happy or sad about this holiday. After the holiday, I felt a sense of loss when I saw other students go home happily. They have gone home, but I don't know where to go! At this moment, I found myself an abandoned child in the street, and no one cared or asked.
The darkness of night still devours the last ray of white light on the horizon. At this moment, the world is surrounded by darkness. I feel a little lonely, sad and scared. So I decided to surf the Internet in the school computer room. There are not many people in the computer room. Most of them are classmates who can't go home and stay in school on vacation like me. They are either playing online games or watching online TV. I'm not interested in that, so I just found a seat to sit down. I checked the information for a while, typed an article, and waited bored for Sasha to send me the article. After waiting for a long time, Sasha was still not online. I decided not to wait any longer and left the computer room. The computer room is still some distance from the dormitory, and it is quite lively on weekdays. Walking all the way, I didn't see a figure, which was a bit scary. In the dormitory, fat brother is lying in bed with a novel and reading it with relish. I asked him if anyone called me, but he saidno. We chatted casually again, and then I went to bed to read. Silence is golden, silence is better than sound. We are all silent, not talking, comforting each other with silence. Maybe it's the same boat
"Rinrin Bell ..." Suddenly, a short and harsh ringing of the telephone broke the peace of the dormitory, and I quickly climbed out of bed to answer the phone. When I got the call, I felt a little relieved, just like grabbing a straw. The call came from 669. After we exchanged a few pleasantries, he asked how many people were in our dormitory. I said it was just me, Fat Brother and Dwarf Winter Melon P Sai Xiao Qiang who went skating and hasn't come back yet. He gloated over there and said, haha, you have been abandoned! I argued that it was not! We abandoned you. More like it. In the days when we can't go home, the dormitory will always be our warmest home! He said, okay, okay, just keep pretending to be strong. I can't beat you. I have to hang up. I am anxious to say that we will talk again. He said something was wrong, so he hung up.
Put down the phone, I have an impulse to cry, and I have an unspeakable sadness in my heart.
Have a holiday! Free! Everyone else has gone home, but I don't know where to go. How can I spend such a long night? ...