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一还记得,小时候的我嚷着要当特警,可是只是嘴上一说,没什么行动,就淹没在了众多学习之中,维持着一个不上不下的名次,做着自己的“好学生”。幼时的梦想就抛在了头脑的角落,布满了灰尘,拉起了蜘蛛网。没有目标的人生就是迷茫的,迷茫的人生就是危险的。大学一年,我虽爱着青岛大学,但也活得极其痛苦,像个孤魂。我说我喜欢文学写作,但很少看得见我认真看书写作,却能看得见我着迷于玄幻小说。我说我要认真学习,但很少看得见我在课堂上听课,却能看得见我在课堂上睡觉玩手机。
I remember a child I cried to be a special police officer, but only a mouthful of words, no action, submerged in a lot of learning, to maintain a rank of no less than, doing their own “good student ”. The dream of childhood left in the corner of the mind, covered with dust, pulled up the spider web. Without a goal of life is confused, confused life is dangerous. University year, I love Qingdao University, but also extremely painful, like a lonely soul. I said I like literary writing, but seldom see I read carefully writing, but can see I am fascinated by fantasy novels. I said I want to study seriously, but seldom can see me in the class, but can see I sleep in the classroom to play the phone.