There is a light on my seat that always accompanies me, no matter when.
Returning home, locking the door, exasperated, slamming the book on the desk, slamming myself on the bed, tossing away a sound.
"It's just that I didn't finish my homework, what's the big deal, I'm not the only one who didn't do it, big deal, I'm not going to study, it's still a living hell." I banged on the bed vigorously with a super high decibel growl to vent my dissatisfaction.
It was only after a long time of feeling sorry for myself that I realized it was getting dark and knew it was nighttime. Reaching out a hand, he fumbled on the desk, ready to turn on the lamp, but half a dozen times it did not move, and then realized that it was buried under a pile of papers. At this moment, it is like a person who is stuck in the mud, unable to extricate itself. I apologized a little and quickly picked it up.
I like it very much, the light green color has a nature-like serenity, the base is oval, heavy and calm, the slender neck of the lamp like the swan's neck, polished and rounded, a pair of snow-white lamps are mixed with each other, emitting a soft light ......
I'm very introverted, and I won't talk to anyone when I encounter something, and It was perfect for being a faithful listener, a support for my feelings.
And now, he has become the victim of my unintentional faults, it will pick up, open the lamp, the soft light is still bright
The thing is very simple:
English did not finish, was checked out by the teacher was criticized, it was not right, but I do not know how, it is a fire, very "dash" threw down a few words. Only left the teacher's face.
While I've calmed down, I still have a hard-on, and I'm pouring out my frustrations to the lamp, saying, "Is there something wrong with this teacher? Nothing always find me trouble for what, and I'm not the only one ...... "The light of the desk lamp is still soft, as if there is a pair of eyes looking at me. I was a little weak and sighed, "Okay, I know, I seem to be wrong, but how am I going to explain this to the teacher?" Scratching my head, I asked the desk lamp who was speechless but full of encouragement, "Okay" I made up my mind "I'll go and apologize to the teacher, the big deal is that I'll get a scolding". Finally, the teacher forgave me,
only to end this alarming farce.
Remember once for the examination weekend at home to review very late, to buy coffee downstairs back, only to find that the district has long been all silent, some timid I walked in the district with fear, lest where will jump out of the "lone ghost", in fact, in my head up to the sky, only to find that the most top floor there is a vegetarian light! Like a lighthouse in the darkness, I was a bit thankful that I suddenly realized that the light seemed to be home, so he had been showing me the direction of home.
Thank you, good brother.
With the company of my brother, I do not feel lonely; with the company of my brother, I have the courage to face difficulties.
The night is deep, the four surroundings are silent, I am still writing, only a light green lamp in the quiet accompanied me.