I live my world

#See the world in the headlines #Black & white, this cool tone punch in the world I live in.

In the darkness, the energetic broadcast pulled me out of my warm sleep, and when I opened my eyes, I saw many busy figures, dressed. Brush your teeth. Face washer... Within minutes, the messy whole dormitory building was empty. And the sky is still cloudy, and the mind is still chaotic. Cold seems not to let go of any corner, and at the first opportunity it rushes into your collar, making you cold and blackened in front of your eyes.

In such a winter, the zero-degree life has tormented me until the beginning of spring. Honing, grinding me from a diamond-shaped mountain stone into a smooth surface pebble.

In the gray winter, it feels like a large area of clouds is about to sink. Most of the people in the classroom are working hard for their future, but they can still see absent-minded classmates, and the small desk is as full of books as possible until the teacher can't see him. The teacher explained it in a vivid way, as if he wanted to give us all the knowledge. And I could only put my sleeping head on the desk, so black became one of the main colors of this winter.

It was snowing, and it was white outside, and the white was dangling straight into the human eye. There is a layer of white fog on the glass of the classroom window, and the students who are against the wall casually write their names and animal patterns on it, like the window flowers in the northeast, and the color of knowledge is different.

Of course, the color of the white flowers, as well as our test papers, the black words and symbols mixed in the white, are very much like the long whip that drives, making people write books, whipping forward, and like the mocking eyes of people, mocking us who do not want to make progress, and we who are muddy...

I really didn't want to live in such a monotonous world, so I joined the school basketball team, participated in the special class, and worked hard in the art room, the color of my drawing board was colorful, and on the classroom wall newspaper, I painted the sun, green grass and red flowers, and life was not colorful?

Inadvertently, spring has arrived again.