随笔04 Daily Practice

Dear Li Hua，

        It is the first time that I heve prepared to write a letter to you. Have you ever heard of my name?

        You don't? That is awful! You ungrateful guy, I have substitutively written countless letters for you in almost 20 years. Every time I could feel myself suffering from poor vocabulary and goofy schemas, which makes me sacrifice my only remaining brain cell. With intense critique by teachers time after time, I have to revise it over and over again. Such did I dedicate in your assignment, but you don't even pay me a coin.

        What can I do? If nothing unexpected happens, I will be your coolie once more within two months. Since you aren't willing to pay for my work, how about listening to my story? Be patient, there are no many words that I want to say, neither a can of coke.

        Because the rest coke was drunk by a lovely cat just now.

        I feel myself drowning in some boring things. To be specific, I can not concentrate on prepare for the examination. Once I was tripped in difficulty, I chose to open my social account to write something. If I simply classify my indolence to indulgence, that sounds so one-sided-- I am a brainless but diligent student.

        But once I open a social networking site, the time no longer belongs to mine.

        Reading and thinking makes me feel alive, and sharing ideas and experiences with someone always benefits both communicator and receiver. On the one hand, if the receiver owns enough information, it can avoid meaningless setbacks in life. On the other hand, the communicator also gains some gratitude and attention.

        Where as, the attention was controlled and designed, and it is useless than commonly thought. When I get agreement or comment, I think my viewpoint is appreciated by the viewer, or it helps the viewer handle living trouble. The time is worth wasting, I have done the right thing, and the most important thing is, I have got a little accomplishments.

        I need a little accomplishment, especially under pressure. I must find something meaningful in my life, and pursue myself to achieve it. Maybe I just evade my failure and find some excuses to comfort myself.

        But when I look back, the praise disappeared in distance, and the little achievement also overtook my destination. The majority of people will step quickly through my life, but I don't do anything for a person who really matters.

        This is terrible.

        I may have seen a fantasy built by makers and winners. But unfortunately, I did not notice their wings, their ships. When I walked through the water behind them, I drowned in the deep blue.

        By the way, Eminem ever sang this:"I walk on water \\ But only when it freezes." That's my favorite of his songs.

        I'm not for nothing. Long sections with no notice also helps somebody.

        I may continue to write in a specific field, and choose a more wise and reasonable attitude to treat the experience. What is more, envisaging my responsibility to approachable people seems more realitic to me at present.

        Thanks for your watch, if there is anyone except Li Hua who really watches.

        I may continue to write my blog too, although it will be rough. What do you want to know next time?

                                                                                                                        Yours sincerely,

        Meteorite.