After failing the college entrance examination, she struggled in the civil engineering department of the second school. What is the future? Going into the construction site to clear dust? But I don't want a woman to fight against the ashes! She is shallow and depressed, and she doesn't know what tomorrow is.
He was recommended to get a Ph. D. And become a teacher in college. Everything seemed to be going well, but he always felt that something was missing in his life. His life is like driving on a highway, with no scenery and no goals, just moving forward numbly.
When he helped her up after slipping in the snow for the third time that day, he said, "Wang Rou, do you want to consider marrying me?"
The girl turned around and slipped again, looking like a turtle on the ground: "Wei Ziyan, did you have cement in your head? Fast-hardening Portland cement? Pozzolana cement? Ah, this, it really hurts!"
He directly followed the girl to sit on the ground, and pulled the girl: "You have always been gifted in making surprising words. Just think that my brain is filled with cement. Do you want to marry me?"
The girl looked at him with foxy eyes full of expectation. She got up from the ground and reached out to him: "Well, Mr. Wei, happy to cooperate! What a coincidence, today happens to be the 100th day."
Purpose: The idealists hold up the torch called "the future" for the realists. They will eventually travel through the long night and meet at dawn.