这些经历都是财富,无论曾经带来多么让人无法忍受的伤害,最终都会变得柔软而熨帖;会落入心里最深的地方。一高二上学期文理科分班,我从三楼的东头搬到西头的文科班。然后和你之间就隔出了两间教室。我不顾所有人的反对,也忽略了你眼里黯然的光,坚持要走自己的路。我不怕别人说我智商低,我不怕文科要背很多很多课本,我不怕与我从前的生活背道而驰。这些,我统统都不在乎。老师在分班之前劝大家慎重考虑,他说得唾沫横飞, These experiences are all wealth. No matter how unbearable the harm they once did, they will eventually become soft and irony; they will fall into the deepest parts of the heart. In the second grade of the first year of high school, I moved to the liberal arts class in Xitou from the east side of the third floor. Then two classrooms were separated from you. I disregard everyone’s objections and ignore the light in your eyes, insisting on taking your own path. I am not afraid of people saying that my IQ is low. I am not afraid that the liberal arts will have to carry many textbooks. I am not afraid to run counter to my previous life. All of these, I do not care. The teacher advised everyone to consider it carefully before class, and he spit on his face.