Man Snow Little Snow Another Year 3oo Word Essay

Another Year of Big Snow and Little Snow

Grabbing the tail end of 2014, we rush to take stock of our apocalyptic year at the end of the year.

A backpack, a few cheap tickets, and scenic photos of a few cities struggled to piece together the patchy imprint of the first six months. There was no shadow of me doing anything serious at school, and my poor time and youth were all fed to the dogs. The only departure is good, especially in the sunny morning, and now regret why you have to go to class, why you have to be afraid of the evil of the roll call, why do not come to a trip to the far side of the sky ...... Fortunately, always keep the physical and mental health, to give themselves a lot of convenience, did not give friends and relatives to add any trouble.

This is in contrast, because I started the internship.

The second half of the year was an inversion and negative of the first half, with endless worries. Everyone ran unabashedly to where there was something to do and glowed for it as much as they could, as if through hard work there was hope for everything. Gloom over the departure of a friend, only to realize that the scale of ifs and buts is already a perfect one, and it's enough for everyone to do it honestly and openly. In the end, I was left with one of the most boring people in the world, and I was able to enjoy the addiction of "wandering god" and "jobless hobo". If I am happy, I call it freedom; if I am not happy, I call it depression. Day and night to think of how to make the boring days out of flowers: after dinner, mixed in the square dance in the ranks of the big sister fiddling with two feet waist posture, a week twisted to understand the whole set of disco. In the daytime when the mood is good to learn a few hands of ps software, because dad love photography, do not deal with the photo is like a woman without make-up, the old Liu handled the photo to look more successful. At noon and dad and flirt with the microblogging new things, or on the photos he took to spit. Sometimes I dialed a long-distance phone number and joked with my friends, and then I was able to express my many worries. I envied their fulfillment, and the nerves envied me as a boring person, which is really ironic. The people is a strange animal, before 20 years old always want to personality point, such as tie a hole in the ear, perm a blonde curly hair, can not wait to turn into a worldly; now but also want to tie up the black straight hair, look can be a little tender, but can never go back to the era of the white dress floating.

Not long ago, I worked hard to get rid of 9 pounds of fat, a record low weight in the past three years. I thought losing weight was a powerful enough thing to change all the imperfections in appearance. But the 9 pounds and so on, wrapped tight cotton still waist two feet. The people are not enough to swallow the elephant, desire is never-ending, not as emancipated as the poor never satisfied appetite, which is considered to be a good deed.

There was a time when I was obsessed with high heels. They are in a seductive posture, rebelling against gravity. I am not talented, always harness a variety of heights, but also can not go with the elegance of high heels. Only resentful comfort themselves: each pair of shoes have their own life and rhinoceros, sustained beauty is the future of love ......

"People can be meatless, no tea, meatless people thin, no tea people vulgar, people can be fat thin, people vulgar no doctor." In the world, the real feelings were repressed to the fullest, what all had to point to the end, as if more and more nothing can be a great joy and sorrow. I'm slowly realizing that whether I love straight black hair or don't dare to challenge high heels, it's all an escape from growing up. I'm 18 this year!

Someone's Mr. Quasi has been successfully upgraded to Mr. Quasi, and the word "Quasi" has been slammed in the face of the Mayans, so I'd like to congratulate you. The end of the world says that this Friday, with its special meaning, makes us realize that "being together" is more important than "living". We're strong enough to survive, we're strong enough to be Earthlings! We've survived the apocalypse, so what could be worse?

Now all the major TV channels are celebrating the New Year, and tomorrow is the beginning of 2013. This world is not only the immediate metropolis, there are poems and faraway places ......

Okay, okay, no more pretense.