tangananI am worse than everyone else.
tangananI am the dumbest.
tangananMy status is lower than everyone else, and I have no value in living.
tangananI'm so bad I can't find friends.
The teacher asked me to repeat every sentence fifty times, and the guilt was like a dagger, poked into the heart, and pulled out with blood and fishy smell.
Physics classroom.
I was the only one left... but I still felt the teacher's eyes watching, so I obediently kept reciting those sentences. I don't know how long this lasted, the sun gradually sank, and twilight shrouded the physics classroom that didn't turn on the lights.
I stood alone in the classroom, feeling like I was the only creature in the world. After the students went home, the campus of the junior high school was like a huge creature holding its breath.
I stood inside and kept talking about demeaning myself, but I didn't find myself in tears.
Later, I learned from those female classmates who seemed to have status. Going with the flow and observing words and colors was a necessity for me to survive.
Every step is like walking on ice.
The root cause of school violence is an endless vicious circle. There is no way out in the small four-corner arena of the classroom. Yes, school is the epitome of society.
It is said that the game for adults is the workplace, and the game for children is the campus.
It's all the same.
Until I met Sister Qiao Yihuan and Yi Yao.
They taught me a different way of living.
Can people like me be happy too? Can they spend campus life as bland as everyone else?
And the answer is -- yes.
Whether the teacher treats me like this, or the classmates look on from the sidelines, to this day I can say that I am not wrong.
Although I am timid and cowardly.
But I don't want to be such an aggrieved adult in the future, surviving in the enlarged campus version of society.
Because there is still a long, long way to go, so I have to look ahead without distraction.
Resist, my life must start with these two words.
As the saying goes, if you don't break it, you can't stand it, if you don't plug it, you can't flow it, and if you don't do it, let the struggle be more violent.
I'm starting to understand Yi Yao's approach.
Some people really dislike a lot of life. Or life is boring and empty, of course there are thousands of reasons.
So take the time to bully people, and those who are bullied don't have to be afraid because they will have to pay it back sooner or later.
You must not commit suicide, find a way to live longer than the other person, so that you can see them taste the bitter fruit with your own eyes.
I have heard the most ironic sentence - you think the most indelible school violence in your heart, in the eyes of the perpetrator, is called youth.
They don't deserve you so well.
