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Like fog, like rain, like wind, the latest chapter TXT- When to take the postgraduate entrance examination again, Qiao Zhenyu put it down for the time being. Everything is unknown. He lives step by step again, and most of his activities are within the campus wall. There is a distance from the county seat. Even if it is convenient to go to town, he mainly goes to the library and the laser screening hall. And there is a modest teacher library on campus, which has become his most frequent place.
When there is no class, he goes to the teacher's library When the bell rings, the school road is very quiet. Think while walking and overlook your life from the sky. This is inland, and there are mountains everywhere, continuous. I remember when I was flying, I looked at the hazy fog and boundless clouds, as if to cover people in a constant time and space. In ancient times, how did this isolated place communicate with the outside world? Living in such a small wall all your life? What a suffocating life this will be.
That's what young people do. Thinking is too idealistic and too absolute. No matter where you live, I'm afraid there will be a problem of "living elsewhere"
The librarian is Aunt Huang, who is about to retire. Not many teachers usually borrow books and read books. Miss Qiao is very happy that she can often come to read books.
But Mr. Qiao doesn't mainly read academic books. ...