pointing to the stars

Ordinary people should do ordinary things. No matter how hard ordinary people work, only a few people can make achievements.

Even so, I admire these ordinary people very much. They know that they will not succeed, but they still don't give up.

If you can succeed through hard work, then why do monsters called geniuses appear in this world.

No matter what other ordinary people think, as an ordinary person, I just hope to remain an ordinary person.

Ordinary people who may do nothing in their lives and do their best for the society.

I closed the book in my hand, put it in my schoolbag, and walked into the high school gate.

One of the days I hate the most is the opening ceremony.Reported students filled almost the entire campus.

A place full of youthfulness like this is simply out of tune with me.I'd rather be alone, watering potted plants with a shower head, sitting in a rocking chair and basking in the sun.

There are only the chirping of cicadas and the chirping of birds in summer.Perhaps, when I chose high school, I should go to the countryside.

Ah... It's like the Yokai and Boy anime I watched recently, with fresh air and terraced fields full of crops.

I really am a fool, always thinking about these unrealistic things, how can things that appear in anime appear in reality.

After thinking about it, I found the classroom I signed up for. After writing down my name, I found a seat by the window and sat down.

As soon as I put down my schoolbag, the boy sitting in the seat behind me came up to me: "What's your name?"

I don't really like this familiarity.Although he was conflicted in his heart, his self-proclaimed good education did not refute his face.

"Qi Tiansen." I said.

"Hi, my name is Li Yang." Li Yang scratched his head and smiled at me.

In my opinion, the guy in front of me is smiling like an idiot.

"What middle school did you go to?" he said.

I replied: "Second Middle School."

"Second Middle School? Is it the top three middle schools in the province?" He said to himself, "No, according to your grades, you shouldn't be here?"

According to my grades, it is true that I will not appear in this middle-level high school in the province.

Before I came to this high school, I also considered many factors. I decided to study here because I like the environment here and it is close to home.Although home means nothing to me.

"Huh? Isn't that Zhou Jian?" Li Yang turned his head to look at the door of the classroom, and then waved to the boy standing at the door: "Hey! Zhou Jian! Here!"

Although Li Yang is a nice person, I don't like to be noisy, and I hate being noticed.I picked up my schoolbag and stood up, looking at him: "I'm not feeling well, so I'm going back on leave first."

"Ah? Well, then you pay attention to your body!"

Seeing that Li Yang didn't doubt me at all, I felt a little guilty in my heart.

The people who care about me are actually not as few as I imagined.It's just that I have alienated the distance from them invisible.

Once, I also thought about making myself more outgoing, standing in front of the mirror and trying to smile, but there was always a voice in my heart saying: Haha, you really look like a fool when you smile.

Maybe smiling at people is not for people like me, ordinary people who can't get over even a small problem.

When I asked the head teacher to ask for leave, the head teacher pushed his glasses, looked at me suspiciously, but nodded in agreement.

I wondered if he saw that I was lying?But such worries were quickly forgotten by me.

While it’s still early, I might go to my favorite park, or go to the boutique opened by my grandpa.

When I was deciding where to go, there was a whining sound in my ear.I looked in the direction where the sound came from, and it was a rubbish dump built in three directions with turning heads.

The garbage emits a disgusting stench under the sunlight.I could see clearly inside the dump, something seemed to be moving.

Suddenly, a corner of the foul-smelling garbage dump collapsed, and a black mass emerged from the garbage dump. The thing shook its furry head and sniffed the surrounding garbage with its nose.

It was a puppy, dirty like a coal ball, only some white hairs could be seen on its front paws.The dog doesn't know how much garbage he rolled to get himself so dirty.

I looked away and continued walking forward.

………………

Perhaps out of compassion, I took that dirty puppy home.

I took out the key from my trouser pocket and opened the door: "I'm back."

Although there was no one in the house, I greeted him as usual.Then he changed his shoes, threw his schoolbag on the sofa, and took the dirty puppy into the bathroom.

I don't know why I have to do such a troublesome thing.Maybe I feel a little lonely...

This puppy doesn't seem to like water very much. I chased it with the shower, and finally caught the puppy, but it threw me water all over.

Give it a bath and throw it out, I thought.

This puppy is not different from what I imagined. It only has four white paws and its body is all black.

I dried it with a hair dryer, and it stuck out its tongue, and the fluffy look made me feel good.

After washing it, I put it to play in the house, and then I changed the wet clothes and put them in the washing machine.

After finishing these things, I lay on the sofa and stared at the ceiling with my head blank.I don't know what to do, what to think.

There seemed to be nothing for me to do.

Just when I was doing nothing, I suddenly felt a warm and numb feeling between my fingers.I turned my head and saw the puppy wagging its tail towards me.

"By the way, I have to throw this dog out now." Although I thought so in my heart, this dog can be said to be the first friend I moved here.

Friends may be taken for granted in the eyes of others, but they are extremely precious to me.

So precious... Until now, I haven't met anyone who can tell my heart.

I picked up the puppy and put it on my lap.The puppy lay on my chest with its front legs, as if it wanted to lick my face with its tongue.

But it is too small to reach at all.I had no choice but to wag my tail and look at me dryly.

I thought I could live with it for a while, but the future is always unpredictable.

When the parents came back, they seemed a little surprised when they saw the puppy.

Of course I know what they were surprised about. They have always regarded me as an autistic introvert. Of course I think this is incredible.

They and I started the long-lost conversation, the conversation... The conversation with them is so small that I can count it with my fingers.

From their mouths, I understood their intentions.In fact, I want me to go to the countryside to relax, and then cooperate with drug treatment to prevent the situation from getting worse.

As for my studies, they said that I don't need to worry about it, and they will ask the teacher to make up for me.

I didn't refute what they said, just nodded mechanically.Until, the topic turned to the puppy I was holding.

"Sensen, where did this dog come from?" My mother looked at the puppy in my arms and asked cautiously, for fear of touching my emotions.

"I picked it up." I said.

"The puppies picked up outside are not clean, and there will be bacteria." The mother said, "If Sensen likes puppies, mom will buy them for you."

"Don't," I said, "just take it."

Mother tugged at Father's sleeve, "Hey, talk!"

"What can I say?" The father glanced at his mother and said, "If the child likes it, let him take care of it."

"How can that be done! The dog's origin is unknown. It doesn't know whether it has bacteria or not. It doesn't know whether it has been vaccinated or not. How can it be raised indiscriminately!" said the mother.

"Isn't it enough to get a dog license for it now and get it vaccinated?"

"Who would raise such a dog with impure blood! Wouldn't it be a joke if we let others know!" said the mother.

"Joke, joke! You still know jokes! If you cared more about your son, you wouldn't be like this!"

"My son is not mine alone! Why don't you take care of it together!"

………………

For the quarrel between my parents, I am like an audience sitting in the auditorium, watching the two people on the screen kicking a ball and shirking my responsibility.

There is an indescribable relief in my heart.

The author has something to say: In the early stage of the book, "Fireflies" can be repeated as a single - Qiran.There will be a different mood, I think.