In a rare vacation leisure

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In a rare vacation leisure, I suddenly realize that haven't been read a whole book, write a decent article.
This is when?However, my memory is blurred.
My mind was filled with "college entrance examination", "exercises.
" time is like occupied.Often in the hands of the hands, is no longer "the book of songs" or "tolerance" or "interpretation of dreams", but one crowded crowded exercise books and papers; copious and fluent falls the text on paper, nor with the mottled sunlight stumble into inner hazy thoughts, but wrote weakness in the examination questions answer.
Even the winter has also been working with, I can only through limited pages, watch lying in the hands of the "the unbearable lightness of being", self-conscious also have a will be scattered in the air.
I forget to text, a love of books.I remember one high Chinese class studying the ancient poetry "the Peacock Flies Southeast" scene.Known as the "old first long poem" it is natural number number.When the Chinese teacher issued a "test is not so don't back" of the show, the students here long sighed, patting chest to a be a survivor of a disaster easily pleased, said "good", "scared the **** out of me".
However, I just feel bitter spread in every corner of the body.This is our choice: choice for all test set.This is our ideal: to learn the knowledge, a high score, a good university, find a good job.
In our class, a theme class meeting, each person was asked to write their own ideal, then attach it to the "ideal wall".He plastered walls are basically the same sentence -- I admitted to XXXX university.
"Now you how, can how", we always hear the teachings of this.When reading the books in order to cope with the examination is limited, when writing a fixed routine, when an article is only understood, we learn to seem to be "useful", and thinking have become more "pure", not thinking about what the connotation of culture, not to seek for nation, country responsibility.
Many times I have own experience the charm of reading.While reading the book, I will think about the emotions behind the text, from the beginning of the indissoluble later resonance.This kind of change I did not say clearly, is always a cloud cover in front of me, I can only vaguely see a contour.
Then one day, the fog dispersed, I see impressed me.For example, that night, I looked out of the window, the city be close by. Brilliantly illuminated, the hearts can not help but filled with touching.
It is because I read this verse: "if I were a bird, I should also use hoarse throat singing......"I imagine the warm office smiling people, imagine that their happiness, I also feel happy.
However, such a moment too little.
The teacher was the enrollment rate after, students do not finish the exercises after, we were scores after gasping for breath.Only give up reading, working title sea, if only from the "Hope" for the future near point.