blog1:FACING THE NORTH

I was asked by one of my friends to write a blog about my life in my senior
middle school. That's why this paragraph is being created now.

This moment i can overlook the north through the window which is the
direction of my homecountry and my mother middle school. About three
and a half years ago, i went to another city for studying which is
the capital city of my province. It's my first time to study far away
from home. I living there,the change happened from childlike to
mature in my body. I built up my interests and habits there. I made
some forever true friends.

That's my ever happiest life there,remaining to be hard to forget, which is
also monotonous, though. All is connected to three points&one
line: classroom、dormitory and canteen. Sometimes a person can be easily conducted by his
surroundings until he gets out of there. It's hard to be free from
mental disease in a closed environment for long. I hated that kind of
living conditions so much at that time. Nevertheless, I missed my
life there badly. I've heard a saying that your mother middle school
is what you can call names while others can't. I've founded a kind of
relationship with my school. It will exist throughout my life.

Since I was young, I received a lot of books from my relatives. Some were
read,some not. I didn't buy myself one book until I entered my senior
middle school. I read plenty of publications which had great
influences on me. They revitalized me and brought me up mentally.

It's a good thing to have something to remeber. They can be trusted to
bring relief to your heart.