Today is June 7, another year of college entrance examination day, nine years ago today, this time I was sitting in the entrance examination room where swipes do question, 9 years later I sat in a city thousands of miles away from my hometown office in front of a computer
Transport means flying write blog posts. Before 15 o'clock, I basically completed the most important task today, can finally stop thinking of the sort under their own.
I've been very far away from the entrance, but it still occurs every year around. Because although I do not have college entrance examination, but around brothers and sisters have to go through this process unforgettable. Unless the initiative to give up.
Way back when high school teacher in the classroom inculcate us, the college entrance examination is to change the fate of the turning point. Some even ask for the moon, it was therefore fallen off. Few people worry a few people happy ah.
According to their own personal experience, I think the college entrance examination is really just a life experience only. That ancient glory seems to have not passed the examination, because the reality of society is all the money. If you earn a lot of
Tickets, naturally no one concerned about whether schools you were born. Although I have repeatedly ability to think is most important, but the reality of social and economic link had to, no way, people can not Hexibeifeng every day, first of all have to deal with temperature
Full problem. An old saying: up and the world economy, the poor are spared. I can not and the world economy, the only spared. Unfortunately, I have to feed their families very reluctantly. It is a very unbearable.
Nine years ago the college entrance examination is not possible to change your life today and life need to create their own writing. Not pleased, not to have compassion. Persevere, do not give up, set their own goals and do what you want to do things.
Let your soul and body can run, but control your speed.
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