I spend a third of my day in this room below.
The room was crowded with desks, and there were many miscellaneous items written in Chinese characters, English, numbers, and various symbols, piled up in a disorderly manner without order and direction. A dozen chairs struggled to be neatly arranged, but in the end they were casually randomlandSquat therenow
My desk is borrowed. OriginalThe host, a girl in her twenties, said that she couldn't eat the bowl of rice, so she threw her desk in the stairwell. Her table was as mediocre and old as my own, and you could tell from the shape and materials of the tableCurrentThe state of existence is actuallyCompareAwkwardThat is, "it doesn't mix very well."
My deskface oftenIt's a mess: those that have moved away and moved back need to be reviewed".worksThere are all kinds of references (useful and useless), and a computer, two steamed buns and an egg, maybe a bag of yogurt that you don't have time to eat, and a pen that frequently changes red beads. I want my desk to have a sense of dignityand neat, but always wasted mindIt seems that this mess will never be cleaned up.
Bossof the tableHigh-end atmosphereUpper gradeIt was as wide as a big bedI'm envious and jealousI can't imagine when I'll be able to have such equipment, letFriendsIncoherent in front of meShame on low self-esteemSo I often hate myself for not studying enough and not working hard enoughOnly nowDeserve itofSquare inch of landI know it's a very clichéd and vulgar idea, but sometimes I can't help but think about it.
At one end of the room there is a sofa, no legs and no feetButVery down-to-earth. I really can't figure out why the boss can use such a particular desk, but he can't replace this embarrassing thing. If one day the inspector walks in, or even sits down, it won't follow usLie downSame"Lewd".It's still somewhat useful thoughWhen I can't go back at noon, I use it as a bed, take a nap, and wake up into battle.
Nine steps forward from the couch is the front door (the back door has been sealed by ourselves).It was also nine steps from the front doorSuch a space,There are more than a dozen people who come in and out every day, and there is a clear distinction between men and women. Everyone didn't talk much, they didn't seem to want to talk, they all looked at their phones. Occasionally discuss the sun of Xichang in Chengduhouse
There are always complaints. People like us who have to see the stars sooner or later are not normal if they don't complain. Of course, there is nothing more than complaining about "doing too much, taking too little" -BossAlsoOften in sizeYesonComplaining, complaining that we "talk too much and do too little".
The room has four windows, but the light is not very good, it is always gloomy, you can't see the sea, you can't see the grass and flowers, you can't see the high-rise forestry, you can't see the people busy, you can't see the traffic, you can't see ......the trafficOutside our windowAlmostNopeWhatScenery.
In the office, howeverThere is a pot of greeneryitIt is our hopeMeHold it every day and look at itHold it to bask in the sun, greeneryAnd soWith vitality, it seems that there is ambition to grow into a towering tree. There was also a worn-out guitar with a broken string, hanging on the south wall, always singing to its own tunes like "bells" or "raindrops" when we were silent.
Occasionally, I think: Tomorrow, I want to live the life I want!