Modern

This Friday, I went to return the books of politics and law, and took a bus to Beihang to find that the mobile phone was in the dormitory. What should I do? How can I contact classmate W without a mobile phone? Although the scale of the Graduate School of Politics and Law was not very large, I still couldn’t find him. The phone number was recorded on the phone, but not in my mind. There were only two or three numbers in my mind, now I’m a little regretful, because I rely too much on tools. What’s more, I had a small interview at six o’clock. The tutor of classmate W invited me to dinner at five o’clock. It must be too late to go back and get it. I simply sat in politics and law with my scalp stiff. I was worried about what to do when I stood in front, fortunately, I saw a sister on campus (let’s just call it that, there are all graduate students). She told me that I didn’t need a library card to return books in the library of their school, after listening, I put down my heart and returned the book on the last day of expiration. It took a lot of trouble to find the stop sign of 632. Although classmate W told me last time that the bus stop here was forced to be diverted because of the Xiaoyue River project, it was difficult to find it. It had to go through many turns to cross the Tucheng before I arrived. Besides, I never remember the road, so I can imagine the hardship this time. I walked around the Yuandadu ruins and walked for half an hour before arriving at Jimen Bridge, I was so tired that I was sweating all over. The weather in Beijing was really weird. Only a few days later, was it hot like this? I think it’s cold to wear down jacket when I borrow books, and it’s hot to wear a single coat when I return books, but now I really have a feeling of Jimen Yanliu, Yangyang, there are also some small flowers of various colors, which are worthy of the name of one of the eight scenes in Yanjing. This week, the spring is blooming, and the campus really adds a lot of color. I remember that I came back from Prince Gong’s Mansion last week, and I sighed with emotion when walking in the campus: the Agricultural University is actually quite good, with a feeling of idyllic scenery, simple and, it’s not too big or too small, just right. The city we live in has been very modern, with cages everywhere, especially when taking a bus, this feeling is most obvious. The government always encourages taking more buses and driving less private cars, but buses are too crowded, which makes people feel that having two legs is a sin. To some extent, the nature of schools and prisons is similar, which is not what I said, but what Foucault said. Therefore, it is quite relaxing to walk on these paths with Bauhinia, Elm, forsythia, clove, Magnolia and peach blossom occasionally. When I came back from the library at noon today, I saw that the Wintergreen beside Yong Road also grew green leaves. The White and withered old leaves of last year were being gradually squeezed out, and the already grown wintergreen was fluffy and loose, people can’t help touching all the way. I went to Peking University on Wednesday to chat with a classmate, complaining that I am in a state of confusion now. I don’t know how to go ahead and feel that it is meaningless to do anything, he criticized me that it was a professional disease of people who studied sociology. It was very appropriate to set a meaning in advance when doing anything. It was to the point with one word. Isn’t this the core idea of Weber? Indeed, even if you have to find a reason to lose weight to add meaning to your actions when you can’t get on the elevator and have to climb the stairs, you will feel ridiculous when you think about it. In Weber’s view, modernity is an inevitable trend. Science, religion and human beings are all rational. It is because of this rationality that modern people can not be imprisoned in their own cages, actually I think is a cocoon around oneself. Everything has to be calculated rationally, and everything has to have a meaning to support. Even death has to have a meaning. People are really tired. Therefore, every time after dinner, when there is no class in the afternoon, I will go to the playground with classmate P to see the green playground and those figures galloping in it, once in a while, a ball rolls to the feet, stopping, turning around and kicking them back, which is also a kind of happiness. Another time, we folded the leaflets we handed out into planes and flew on the playground. The competition saw who flew far away, humming “Paper Airplane”, which reminded many childhood memories, but we all know that we can’t go back, although it was a golden age. Last week, I heard Wang shaopan talking about Zen poems. I didn’t want to go there at first, but later I knew that he was a disciple of Nan Huaijin, so I went there at the end of the day. Very extreme language, so I didn’t hear much, but I remembered two poems, one of which was a room on the top of Qian Feng, and the old monk half a room with clouds. Last night, the clouds went with the wind and rain, which was not as idle as the old monk at the end; one is that Mannu went to Huangzhou barefoot and sold all the treasures across the white cattle. He was greedy for the people of the city to make the market, and went to the official building with songs and dances. I am so spirited and romantic that I hang Jade hooks on the bead curtain when the moon is cold. It’s clear but the time has come, and you can roll hydrangea. I like this sentence, which is more spirited and romantic. The Moon is cold and the bead curtain is hung with Jade hooks, so I wrote it down. Is harvest. Considering that I am can’t be an old monk, I have to recite words, read, write papers and make examination papers. Besides, the old monk must be a man. I went to the family area to buy fruits this evening. I saw a lot of flowers blossoming and wanted to go to the botanical garden again. But when I thought of my pile of things that I couldn’t finish, I couldn’t be refreshed, keep staying in the cage. If you are really bored, just embroider cross stitch. My orchid Bell is still far away from completion. It is estimated that it will be good to embroider it during the Spring Festival. I couldn’t understand the ancient embroideries before, especially after watching Xi Murong’s “embroideries”, I felt more pitiful of those sad ladies in the ancient boudoir, it is bleak enough to embroider my once hot youth with that cold needle. But now I understand that actually embroidering women will also have happiness. Think about that era, those weak women had a good expectation for love in the days before they became wives. Therefore, they sewed their expectations for love and their hopes for the future into the delicate stitches, without too much words revealing, they had their own feelings in them, so when I go to the quadrangle in Beijing, I like to see the places where those women who have not left the cabinet live. There is a different kind of gentleness, where the boudoir is soft and affectionate. Last week, I watched “The Lock bag”. At first, I thought that Miss Xue was too melodramatic and selective in the dowry. Later, I heard that she was afraid of going to Huachun in the year of flowing water, and she was in a different mood. It’s not because I ‘ve been looking for troubles, Ruyi Pearl didn’t exercise her hands, and she also felt that she could forgive her for carefully selecting patterns. The eldest husband can still lament that his ambition is not paid and he is old. Can the little girl be melodramatic in the fleeting youth? It’s too far away. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. 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