That summer vacation was really happy and happy, and then you started school. Well, the night before you left, you told me that you really wanted to pack me up and take me away with you. You said you would come back to see me, but we broke up a week later.
, In fact, our contact has almost been cut off from the day you arrived at school. You no longer call me or take the initiative to contact me.
When I call you, you are always busy and then hang up after two or three sentences. You only say good night and don't reply. Until one day I show you my cards and tell you that if you want to break up, just say so. You said that we broke up so many times and we still can't.
Lose.
Is it useful to say breakup? How hurtful are these words? Now that I think about it, I still want to slap you twice. We agreed that you would come back to celebrate my birthday during the National Day. After the birthday, we will officially break up, but I know very well that it will not be missed in these few days.
It's long overdue for both of us.
You kept your promise on National Day, but you didn't know. On the day of the showdown, I finally asked you if you had a crush on another girl. You said categorically no. In fact, I haven't told you until now, and I don't plan to tell you where I came from.
The truth that the channel knows is that you were with a girl in college on the night of our showdown.
I've seen photos of a pretty girl with a much better figure than me. I was over 90 pounds at that time, maybe 160+ tall, and compared to her, I was a little fat. I was very angry in my heart, but I couldn't show it. I tried my best to pretend that I didn't know anything about your return.
We even stayed together for those two days.
There were thirteen people in the group across the street, ten men and three women, all with dyed hair. They threatened me and told me to stay away. I went over and asked who was xxx (the one who touched my girlfriend).
I always tell my students if they see me calling Brother
, looking for trouble, right?"
With a smile on his face, Sun Yang seemed to be telling a story to a group of social youths opposite.
"Because originally I wanted to argue with them, but I suddenly changed my mind and suddenly hit the gangster's head with the steel pipe I used to strengthen my courage. It already caused a lot of blood. I also scolded: You and the others are pretending.
What kind of boss? You didn’t know where you were when I came out to mess around. If you dare to touch me, you don’t want to live. I was quite afraid of other gangsters helping me, but those people just looked at me stupidly.
None of them were hit. I don’t know why, but there was a lot of blood on the ground after the beating.
It was all that gangster. Then my friend threatened the gangster that if he dared to come here again, he would go back and tell the boss to kill you and then leave with me. It really worked and I never saw those gangsters again. Were they really frightened?
Or should I really go out and worship the boss? In fact, I often see people around me being bullied by gangsters. I have also thought about letting them use my method to teach those gangsters a lesson, but they are not very courageous. I am not bragging to you.
, children, I dared to jump from a bridge more than 20 meters high into the river without blinking my eyes since I was in elementary school."
Sun Yang told them in a serious manner, with his body standing straight and an inexplicable resolute temperament radiating from his whole body. He looked extremely intimidating.
"Who are you scaring? We are not scared. Do you think we will be afraid of you after you said this? We are not scared. You are just three drunkards.
That’s all. You still want to scare us? Haha, that’s really ridiculous.”
The red-haired boss demon brother looked a little surprised, but he still kept his mouth shut.
"Let me tell you, I want to laugh when I see some gangsters. Their hair is dyed like a chicken's butt, they are skinnier than a monkey, they sleep during the day and surf the Internet at night, and they call someone when they fight. Such people are trash.
The basis of their survival is the cowardly people in society. As long as you dare to face them, they are actually not scary. The most important thing is the psychological barrier. In fact, if you analyze it, the gangsters rely on ruthlessness. The more you beg for mercy, the more ruthless they will be.
"
Wang Ping walked a little unsteadily, and if he really tried to use his hands, something might be wrong, so he took advantage of the fact that he was still drunk and kept talking to scare away these inexperienced gangsters.
"Humph, what's so great? Aren't there just a few bad guys? Look at how hard they are pulling each other." A young gangster hiding in the crowd behind the red-haired demon brother yelled.
The psychology of diaosi is: they don’t even dare to say anything when they meet a beautiful woman. What they think in their mind is, forget it, how can they like me? On the other hand: lying alone in bed at night, beating her chest and saying in anger:
"Damn it, how come the boss is so handsome and doesn't have a girlfriend?"
You must be strong, no one will understand how much pain you have. You must be strong, no one will understand how you continue to live. You must be strong, no one knows what kind of life you have been through. You must be strong, no one
People know the pain hidden behind your smile. How to encourage you. You must be strong. No one knows that when you want to cry, you find that you have no tears.
You all have someone to accompany you. Anyway, without you, I am still lonely and alone. You have your own life and your own company. I can still live well alone. I hate that every time I come to you, you are always so perfunctory. It is better to ignore me.
Darkness gradually surrounded me. I shrugged my shoulders and said it didn't matter. In the deserted street.
Yes, this kind of behavior is not understood by others and I don't need to explain anything.
I stood very lonely in my own world, like a defeated king clinging to my home place. Then I saw a beggar wandering the street, and tears began to overflow in my heart. I lit a cigarette skillfully and watched.
That figure huddled in the corner suddenly reminded me of that winter when I was thirteen years old.
: I haven’t seen each other for 3 years. I kept chatting with him. I said he would come back some time ago, but when he didn’t come back, I started talking about it. Then he called me and I cried. He didn’t say much more and we hung up the phone.
It is not easy to collapse. I rested for 20 days without training before the horse race, but I stored a lot of glycogen through the folk recipe of "eating sugar cane every day", so that I finished the race easily. In this case, I will continue to use these two methods this time.
The training is insufficient, so I can only hope to prepare as much as possible, at least to ensure that I can perform normally on the basis of a low training level.
On the afternoon of the 30th, at the playground of Jinan University, I used a slow-forward running method and completed the half-marathon in 1 hour, 22 minutes and 07 seconds. I had not done any speed training for 2 months, and the running volume was pitifully small, but I could still maintain a 122.
I feel very satisfied with my level. Although there is a gap of more than 3 minutes from the 1 hour, 18 minutes and 44 seconds before the injury, with this half marathon result, as long as the endurance is not bad, I am still expected to break the 2 hours, 53 minutes and 16 seconds set by Xiamen last year.
Horse results. After finishing the race, I chatted with my running friend Wang Hongde on QQ. He also said that I could run 253. After some thinking, I set the race pace at 4:05-4:06/km.
I am very familiar with this pace. I started racing in 2012 and used this pace in the Xiamen Horse Racing in 2013. I have to use it again this time. It seems to be a bit familiar. I have already remembered how many kilometers and how long it took to run.
, no further calculation is required.
On the morning of the 31st, I said goodbye to Zhuhai and flew to Xiamen after having lunch at the airport. This time I booked a hotel at the Jinjiang Inn Convention and Exhibition Center, which is right next to the Ludao Hotel where I stayed two years ago. I lamented again that a year has passed.
Last year, the scenes from the year before are still fresh in my memory.
"Looking at the starting point" is a must-do before every Xiamen Marathon, and this time was no exception. On the evening of the 31st, I came to the Convention and Exhibition Center alone and saw that the starting point arch, the rostrum, etc. had been completed, and the Xiamen TV broadcast truck was already in place.
Although there are few people at night, you can still feel the atmosphere of the approaching competition.
On the first day of the New Year, in order to avoid gastrocnemius swelling and pain during the competition, I still did a short jog in the afternoon. I started from the starting arch, ran along the track to the entrance of Huandao Road and returned to the finish line, a total of 2.37km.
, pace 436. You can feel both starting and crossing the finish line, killing two birds with one stone.
In the evening, I was invited by my teammate Zhou Qixiang to have dinner at the Little Glasses Food Stall. Luz and I took a taxi. Due to the traffic jam on Luling Road, we actually took the Huandao Road and walked the first 12km of the track. I carefully observed where to go.
Where to go downhill, so as to be mentally prepared, and invisibly do more homework.
That night, I ate 7 small bowls of rice. While chatting, I discovered that Zhou Qixiang had brought two female fans. They would be our supply group during the competition. After some discussion, they decided to start at 31km (i.e., under the Wudaqiao Bridge).
Send us supplies at the place where we are about to go uphill later.
Rodman, who arrived late, gave each of us an energy gel and planned to eat it at 22.5km. This will be my seventh marathon, but it is the first time I have seen the "energy gel" that I have heard about for a long time.
"Whether it has any effect or not, taking it with you during the game can at least reduce the psychological pressure.
.After being with him, I felt that I didn’t understand him at all before. Sometimes the closer you are to him, the more alienated he is from you.. He likes to throw the bottle out of the window when sitting in the fourth group. When sitting in the fourth group, he
Many of my books are placed by the window... He likes to listen to "Night Train" and "Repeat Memories" on my mobile phone... yyq said they think we are very happy... They privately call us the model couple in the class
..He doesn’t have to play ball for me.
Teacher, although we are naughty, we love you very much!.. Dear men and women, the tickets are not enough, and the pockets are empty. If you want to increase the number of grandpas, please send me a private message! You can make pancakes regardless of time, place, or time.
My ear, please don’t disturb me if you are the one!
Teacher, why don't we switch? You do your homework, you do the housework, you do the morning exercises, you sweep the floor, you fawn over me, you listen carefully, you come to write, punish and copy, you come to take the exam, you come to be scolded by your parents, you come to be abused, you come, you come, you come.
, see if I don’t torture you to death.
Brother Jian, you have been my class teacher for two years. Thank you for your concern. Although I have always made mistakes and been against you, you still have not given up on me. Even if I failed you in the end, I am sorry, but now I have walked out.
Let go of the past and face the future bravely, your forever sister, Niuniu.