Mortal ravings-22.6.7-Gaokao and children who commit suicide

Holy matters:

Eighteen years ago, in the hot July, I went to the college entrance examination room ignorantly. In the year we were studying, there was no division of arts and sciences, and we took the general examination directly. In addition to the three main subjects except language and mathematics, the six so-called "sub-subjects" of politics, history, geography, physics, chemistry, and biology were placed in one test paper. On, the total score is 300 points. For the children of the third year of high school, the study task of only three sub-subjects has doubled at once, and I remember that the model of the comprehensive examination was decided only in the first semester of the third year of high school, so I can imagine the pressure. However, with the blessing of God, because our year was the second year of Liao’s independent college entrance examination, the experts of old and young who asked the questions may have no experience, or they may be worried that the final results of the children will pull their hips because of the difficulty of the questions. But he was notorious for the rest of his life, so the exam questions were relatively simple. In addition, because of his mindless and peaceful state, he performed exceptionally well. The result was not bad, and he even fell into the glasses of the class teacher. He went to the key colleges and universities of Shu Kingdom, but left his homeland and took root in the splendid beauty of Bashan and Shushui.

Eighteen years at a flick of a finger, there are not many eighteen years in life, but there are always many beautiful moments in memories, which are enough to comfort the passing time. Two days ago, I was chatting with my high school classmates in the WeChat group. A classmate suddenly posted a photo of our class activity in the first year of high school. Although the pixels were blurred due to the age, it still instantly brought everyone's thoughts to the beautiful 2002. At the turn of spring and summer, there was a collective wave of memory killings, and they were enthusiastically discussing the past of those idiots when they were studying. When it comes to interesting things, everyone was laughing silly through the screen, and I really laughed out loud in the office. .

The ignorant teenagers who got together in those days have long been running around for their families, and the guardians belong to their own world. In addition to the reasons for the epidemic, even if they want a small-scale reunion, it is almost an extravagant hope. As some classmates said in the WeChat group, isn't it popular to do things in the cloud now, let's get together in the cloud. In fact, it's good to think about it. Everyone chats about youth online together, helping each other find the bricks and bricks of memory, and embellishing the topic with some interesting things from the past. Everyone has a good laugh and does not waste too much time and energy of each other. meaningful. Originally, gatherings are nothing more than recalling the past, depicting the present, and imagining the future. Chatting online doesn't matter.

Today, the circle of friends and the local WeChat group were swiped by a sad news: a local college entrance examination student, for some unknown reason, ended his young life with a rope on his balcony at noon after the morning exam. . Judging from the video and photos, it should be a boy. The age that should be prosperous has always fixed itself in the summer of 2022. I don't want to speculate on the motives behind those. After all, the dead are bigger, and we have not experienced the experience of others. Even if we experience it personally, different people have very different personal feelings about the same thing. What we think doesn't matter, to some people, may be as heavy as a mountain. And suicide itself requires great courage. If it is not for the predicament that exceeds the limit of one's own tolerance, I believe that I will not embark on this return path. There is no intention to regret and blame here, any emotion is pale for the separated family. I just want to say to the child (unfortunately, I will never have a chance): child, if it is because of the setbacks in the exam, then you can actually think about it again. It is not exhausted. Things are waiting for us. When you look back, you will find that the frustration of the exam is really insignificant~

I hope this child can be as brilliant as a flower in another world, and warm his four seasons with a smile~

Matt City lives forever!