A kneeling mother

The second year of my college career is gray. I forgot my investment in the illusory world. I fell in love with legends, continuous training, continuous payment, and best equipment, it seems that those are the most important in the world, and the final result is crazy absenteeism. At the longest time, I spent sixteen days with my classmates at the Internet cafe, on the day I went back to school, I was notified by the department that I had been removed from the school, even worse, the news was that I had informed my mother a week ago about my departure from school and the decision on my removal from school. When I was so happy in the legend, my mother took a long vacation at the school and stayed in the school hostel. After waiting for me to come back, I just got down in a warm bed in the dormitory, I just heard the bad news from my dormitory friends. I just wanted to go back and see my mother's sad eyes. She leaned diagonally onto the door frame of our dormitory, maybe it's because my face is not sleeping well, my face is a little swollen, the eyes that make me most afraid of me, so I looked at me straight away, as if the dying prisoner was staring at the zombie with a twisted hand around his neck in Muna, I have never seen my mother look like this, and my face was stiff on my face just now.

My mother suddenly squatted down. It is accurate to say that she slipped down along the door frame. The dormitory suddenly fell down to the ground and listened. No one was moving, I wanted to persuade the lieutenant to comfort all of my classmates, and pretended to be reading a book without a sound. I buried my head, and my head was blank, the only idea was that my mother had to call me out, and then I took the opportunity to leave.
A ghost place, regardless of whether he is born or dead, because I feel worse than dead now. I really don't want my classmates to see me in a bad mood, I was 20 years old that year, and I felt that I was a very adult, so I cared about my self-esteem very much, but my mother tore up my self-esteem relentlessly, as a child lost his beloved toy, her shoulders trembled with the trembling of her vocal cords, and she cried so much, it seems that I forgot everything around me, I forgot her son's dormitory, and I forgot her son's so-called self-esteem.

"That's enough. Don't cry here. If you want to cry, you will go back and cry. I have enough. I will do what I do myself, I can't let my mother trample on my last dignity. My mother's weeping stopped. She stared at me with the powerless eyes, and kept saying nothing, I turned my face to my mother, and my eyes seemed to penetrate my soul. I did not want to see those eyes. I felt that my mother was a little abnormal, I never saw her like this since I was a child, and then the head of the department came to our dormitory. Later I learned that my mother had been to her many times for me, but she never gave her a sigh of relief. She realized that I really had no hope. In her words, it had changed. Moreover, this was not something that she could decide by herself, I don't want to help her now. Her purpose is to comfort my mother, blame me for two sentences, and then what she does ends, my mother still looked at me in that way, and her face was still blank. She was in front of me and in the dormitory, in front of her son's soul, she made a decision that I would never forgive myself for my life. She slowly fell down to the head of the department. At that time, I didn't know whether I still felt at that moment, I don't know what's going on around me. I don't know what's going on. I feel like I am dead, in an instant, all the back-to-back and the words about to walk have all become blurred. My mind was moved freely by a G iron ball, with a pound of vigorous motion, every cell in my body is filled with mercury and cannot be moved. The lights in the dormitory are always shaking in my memory, I forgot where I was.

My mother was a very face-recognition intellectual. She taught Chinese in a middle school. She saw her reputation more expensive than gold, but today, for her son, her uncontested son, she fell down in front of another woman in the same profession and age as her, I don't know how much I think I should understand and be forgiven, specifically, my own or my personal reasons are all broken down. I will be notified to stay in school later. According to the people familiar with the matter, I will say that the department head is responsible for activities everywhere, I knew in my heart that I could stay in this normal school. My mother exchanged her dignity. I never went back to the legend. I learned from inferiority better than anyone else, since that time, I have never seen myself as a person. The moment my mother kneel down, it seems like I have burned my memories with a soldering iron. Whenever I fail to resist the temptation from the Internet Cafe door, that scene will naturally emerge and hurt me again, which makes me unable to move forward. This is the most vivid lesson of my life as a teacher and mother, not for her students, but for her son, who taught him what is the most precious love in the world, how can we return this kind of love that does not require any return but can be paid with no care? This is my mother's love. This is the story of my mother's love, I will keep this story for a lifetime.

The above "I" is a real story of a friend of mine ~ I witnessed the scene in the dormitory with my own eyes. In order to make it easier for me to use the first person, this is a real story. admonishing those friends who are or are preparing to take the millennium to the end, think about your mother during your crazy night, and she broke your heart ~~ Never spend your studies on a game waste ~ Because a game is just a dream, after waking up, your life is still a long journey.

Legends are just introduced by friends. I have never been able to play such games before. I tried it over and over again, and it took almost a month. Because I work in it, I own a software company, and I love program development. I don't have much free time. I always feel more rational about games. However, after reading this post, I am very excited. I do not deny that the legend game alone has a certain degree of availability, but there are too many hateful places, the grand service does not deserve to be mentioned. Key: this is a place where human nature is destroyed. Here, we refer to human nature as the basic self-control ability of people. Most people playing legend here are students and some people working in society, legend has made it impossible for 80% of people around me to distinguish the network from reality. Of course, the harm to students should not be said. They are a group that needs to be oriented and has poor self-control ability. A friend around me has been playing legend for almost half a year. Although he is a 38-level warrior, how can I think of him as an opium ghost in the Qing Dynasty? The whole day is in the Internet cafe, the whole Spring Festival didn't go home for half a step. A friend called a few days ago and said his parents told him to go home. He didn't go back. Later, his wife came to the internet cafe to fight with him and broke his head, after that, he said that he had not used the half-month knife; otherwise, he would not be miserable. The current situation is that his wife put a divorce paper in front of him. I feel endless sorrow, which reminds me of the words of Mr. Zhi Liu and zhen jun. The game book is just a place for leisure and entertainment. It is truly fascinating to this extent, it seems that some type of heroin is added, right? Perhaps, this is a kind of spiritual drug.

No matter whether this concept is correct or not, all game players should calm down and think about your growth in the legend process and your perseverance in practice, the anger and hate you get when you are being attacked, the quick response you get when you upgrade, the legendary love between you and your brother mm, You can say out loud, you have never been infatuated with this world (I used to, when I was crazy, almost wanted to upgrade even during work hours ). I don't know whether this is a kind of happiness or a kind of degradation. There is a degree in everything, and it is you who grasp this degree. Once it passes, any good will become bad. I think I am a strong self-controlled person, but what about the people and players around me? Can I give up my studies, work, or deviate from my parents and wives ??? Even if you have the magnificent Shabak in the legend, trillions of assets, and tens of thousands of wives and children in groups, You are the hero of the legend? What can you do ?? Maybe one day, you should consider the issue of survival ...... Indulge players, look at the bright outside world, there are many belonging to your dignity, pursuit and love, cherish it! Cherish everything you have, friends ......
Don't let God give you another chance, even for 10 thousand years ......