A girl campaigning for class monitor once said at a class meeting:
“Hebei’s college‑entrance exam is especially intense; I get up at six in the morning and don’t go to bed until midnight.”
When I first heard this, I was a bit surprised, even though I know the Hebei gaokao is also very intense, and I myself come from a major exam province.
I wonder what everyone thinks.
The gaokao really is quite torturous; back then I also got up at six in the morning, and I don’t even know what time I got up at dawn 
A single exam determines your whole life; it’s hard not to get PTSD 
Ah, indeed
I also know a friend who has been repeating for two years 
Has never made the undergraduate cutoff line, and is still repeating this year
This guy is truly made for studying
May his gaokao scores keep soaring.
He is actually quite legendary
His parents had him later in life and are especially doting on him
That really is a legend.
His mother is also a middle school teacher, and he attended middle school at his mother’s school.
What impressed me most was the homeroom teacher criticizing him, and he was dissatisfied, arguing with the homeroom teacher. His mother defended him, and eventually they fell out with the teacher.
Later he had to transfer schools and went to a private middle school.
I was really an idiot in high school; during the first-year military training I was tormented, which caused PTSD that made me at the time self‑study math and physics competitions, sleeping at 2 a.m. As a result, when writing the math section of the college entrance exam, due to mental resilience issues, I only scored less than <120 points on the simple paper.
Looking back, all of that was foolish behavior, including the intense effort during undergrad to secure a graduate recommendation, but most of what was learned in class turned out to be of little use 
, and what I’m doing now could be done by a high school student. I spend all day feeling broken and willingly degenerate.
I am the biggest idiot of all.
No one taught us how to pursue happiness.
In life, many times one mistake leads to a cascade of mistakes, because a person’s experiences determine their thoughts, and the whole thing is an inescapable circle.
If exploration is not done well, then during exploitation you end up exploiting the wrong thing, and errors keep accumulating until the end of life.
At least developing the gate is not something only high school students can do 
Many high school classmates miss their high school days and still want to go back; I don’t know how they think. If they make me read it for another month, I’ll be sick.
Wrong, I haven’t developed Discourse; at most I can understand some Discourse plugin code and mix/modify it according to needs, as well as debug and fix some simple bugs.
I currently have extremely fragmented and shallow skills, my brain has become dulled, constantly seeking comfort,
for example,
I used to enjoy studying manuals of things, now I’m too lazy to read many of them;
I used to enjoy reading papers
The strong stay strong, planning a good path for their children, sending them abroad to study, and after they return earning big money, while also maintaining a healthy physique.
The weak stay weak, scrolling Douyin every day for cheap thrills, wasting a lot of time trying to save a few cents on online shopping by figuring out when/how to use coupons, resulting in permanently mediocre intelligence, plus the nourishment of sweet air and tasty diesel; this life will be a stable battery.
A dragonfly’s eye is composed of tens of thousands of different lenses
Each lens captures a different image
Our schedule here is the same as hers…
It will cause permanent damage to brain cells; I dream about the college entrance exam every one or two months, though it doesn’t have much effect.
From this perspective, does forced conscription in some countries count as a form of PTSD?
I also have this schedule, but I still want to go back to high school. The joy of high school is that you don’t have to worry about life, you learn things you like, you can frequently get different mental stimulation and feel happy, and the timetable is fixed.
I’m probably not a Stockholm syndrome victim; I really need to create such an environment to put myself in my best state.