我看到一道光线划过夜空。他们说,是流星。我说,是天使在坠落, 放假了,终于盼到一个月的解放,家中的温暖令我感到舒适。我讨厌学习,讨厌那些害死我无数脑细胞的数字,还有那些与我无关却又蛮横霸道地要分享代记忆的历史人物。历史就是历史,再学它也还是历史,知道些历史就算了,干吗还要整天咿咿咿呀呀呀地去背?难首历史考了满分就一定爱国,不及格便会投敌叛国?突然间发现自己有点厌世。我有很多所谓的“好孩子” I saw a light crossed overnight. They say it is a meteor. I said that it was the angels who had fallen and had a holiday. Finally they hoped for a month of liberation. The warmth of the family made me feel comfortable. I hate learning, hate the numbers that kill my countless brain cells, and those historical figures who have nothing to do with me but are overbearing to share generation memories. History is history, and learning it is still history, even if we know history, why do we have to go back all day long? Are we sure to score a perfect score on the history? We will patriotally fail to pass the enemy’s treason? Suddenly Find yourself a little bit of worldly. I have so many “good kids”