The long holiday has gone, everyone back to normal working and studying. I've got 12 days free for the holiday in fact, so there is a little strange after the real "long" holiday.
I think I'm not ready for the tense study as I expect, when I open the book with 1000 pages, I feel weak, just wanna got a short sleep. It is dangerous to me, time waits for no man. I close my eys, I even see a imagination that I'm disappearing gradually by time fool away.
There is only one sound revolved clearly in my head--No one can save me, except myself...
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