The blue ocean mermaid My dream in the painting was torn apart by you
The teacher who was supervising the evening self-study session suddenly pushed open the door and came in, everyone quickly retreated into their books and started writing and calculating. ( ) Lian, who had been reading in the noisy environment earlier, found it difficult to continue reading now that it was quiet all around her. She hid behind a pile of books, holding a small pencil lead, and began to draw on her workbook. She drew a lead-gray sky, a lead-gray sea, and a pair of people walking along the beach. ( ) She didn't like black-and-white sketches, unfortunately, that's all she could do now, just like her dull life. However, looking up at the "1" on the blackboard, she regained hope, heaven knows how she had survived these six years.
She gazed at the small painting, because life had finally struggled to see the dawn, and even the black sea water could sparkle with waves of light. The lead also turned into color in her mind, a blue sky, a blue sea, and she herself was dressed up in it, arm in arm with a refined prince, picking stones and shells by the sea, leisurely and peacefully from dawn to dusk... The painting unfolded bit by bit around it, surrounded by beautiful aerial gardens, poetic places, far away from this world, a peaceful and pure land, where only she could set foot, belonging only to her. As soon as she stepped into this fantasy world, she forgot about herself, full of happiness, imagining that she had always lived there, never having an outside world...
Luo Lian was completely absorbed in it, and the teacher didn't know when he came down, took away her drawing with one hand. Luo Lian suddenly woke up from her dream, seeing that she was still in such an unfree and unbeautiful reality. She didn't dare to make a sound, nor did she dare to ask for her homework back. The teacher looked at it for a few seconds, tore off that page with a "rip" sound, crumpled it up in his large palm, and threw the homework back onto Luo Lian's desk. Luo Lian quickly picked up her homework and bowed her head to write questions.
"Want to take the American exam?" The teacher asked her with a bow.
Although Lu Lian didn't raise her head, she could still feel the teacher looming over her like a huge monster about to swallow her whole. She hastily shook her head and whispered, "No."
"It's good that you still have some self-awareness." The teacher walked to the back of the classroom, threw the crumpled drawing into the trash can, and walked back, sneering as she went: "Romance? Your brains are always full of daydreams! What's the use of romance? Two people holding hands on the beach don't need to eat, do they? I'm telling you, there's nothing more correct than studying hard now, getting into a good university later, finding a good job after graduation, and then finding someone who can help each other in their careers!"
The teacher seemed to have a deep personal feeling about this, and taught with a bitter tone. At home, her mother would also nag endlessly, and Luolan's ears had grown layer upon layer of calluses, blocking out the sound, making her deaf to their words. So-called experienced people couldn't understand those who hadn't yet started on their journey. In Luolan's heart, she quietly retorted: I just want to daydream, control my physical freedom, and not even let me fantasize in my mind? Isn't that too overbearing?! Life is already dull enough, the more dull life is, the more I yearn for romance! Heaven, I beg of you to make the days pass by faster! I want to grow up, I've always wanted to grow up, as long as I turn 19, I'll be free! From then on, I can pursue the life I like, and take control of my own destiny...
