Reading "feeling in dormitory" by Hu Zong

Mr. Hu's dormitory gave me a lot of emotion. It reminds me that my life is the same as that of Hu Zong.

However, the difference is:

Mr. Hu alienated his dormitory, but what I lost was my entire class.

Since I started my programming life, I have never had dinner with 649 of my siblings, but when I was a sophomore, we had three or five dinners a week. Now, when my classmates saw me, the first sentence was "It's been a long time to disappear !" A friendly greeting can make me feel sad for a long time.

Think about the guys in our dormitory! A buddy, because I don't have a computer in the dormitory, I got a notebook for me and invited me to play things together. So far, I have never been in the dormitory to play with my brothers. In the past, the dormitory's brothers tried to play Warcraft and practice day and night in order to be able to accompany me. When they finally competed with me, I left a sorry sentence, "Sorry, I have no time to play ."

My eldest brother in the dormitory took too much care of me. I 've been taking care of everything for half a semester. I never forgot to call me when I took a bath. I often shouted for help in class and sent dirty clothes to the laundry room, help me accept clothes and dry clothes, bed sheets and beddings help me remove and wash, think carefully, my so and slippers are big brother to help me buy. Everyone envy me for having such a good private assistant. I often think that there is such a good big brother who wants to find his girlfriend in all provinces.