高三那年,我毫无征兆地堕入病魔的漩涡,常常是此病未好,彼病又来。就像《病隙碎笔》所写的那样:“成群结队,好像都相中我的身体是一处乐园”。久病之人常常心生失落,特别是高考在即,我总有一种未战已输之感。这种情绪像病魔一样很快蔓延,不消片刻便占领了我的思想高地。于是,病房里的复习资料都被我放进抽屉,唯一留给我的那张草稿纸上,还记录着上次未完成的演算,而演算的具体时间,我已经忘了。不久,好友给我带来新的复习资料,却被我拒绝了。“你打算就这么放弃 The third year of high school, I sign without any sign of the whirlpool of illness, often the disease is not good, he came again. It’s like ”Shattered Pen“ wrote: ”In droves, it looks like my body is a paradise.“ Long-suffering people often lose heart and soul, especially the entrance soon, I always have a sense of war has been lost. This kind of emotion spreads as quickly as a sickness, and takes a moment to occupy my high ground of thoughts. As a result, the ward review materials were placed in the drawer, the only piece of scratch paper left for me, but also recorded the last unfinished calculus, and the specific time of calculus, I have forgotten. Soon, my friend brought me a new review of information, but I refused. ”You are going to give up on this