I just read articles written by me two years ago and even found all of them were the same as articles written by me nowadays. I was so surprised and disappointed. I had been studying English without stop for the two years and now I even found I made no progress on English.

    Originally I was confident in（×about） my English level, now I found the confidence was broken totally. I studied technology too and could found myself making progress every single day. Was I really lack of language talent? I felt I was just in the English bottle, though the world outside of the bottle was wonderful, I couldn’t get out of the bottle for the reason of bottleneck. I thought I was moving forward, now I only found I was circling around the bottleneck, after two years, I returned to the old spot of two year ago.

I got angry and looked around to find something to vent my anger. I found two books American Literature and The History of USA, both of which were borrowed from UT library. So I had to pick up my Oxford Dictionary and threw it out, which was turned back by the iron bars of my window unfortunately. I was a little remorseful and put it back on my bookshelf. After all, it was my second English friend after my small dictionary in Ningbo. I had been studying English for two years without making progress, I have no reason not to become fickle.

I was so fickle that I complained it to my friend Heai88. She was calmer than me and her English was better than mine (×me). It was lucky that she was good-tempered and didn’t care for my complaint. Usually, pain came from this kind of thing. I planted in spring, but when I found I didn’t have autumn harvest in the nature of things, I became very angry. I just thought most of the time pain just came from this kind of thing. No pain, no gain. You knew, he knew, I knew, everyone knew it, but sometimes there was pain without gain. A man treated a woman well, so he requested the woman to return him with love, no return, he would turn hostile.

So I just told myself to be calm. No matter what the world changed, I must keep (×kept) a lake of still water in my heart. I could study English like other people playing games. They expect nothing (×never expect to get anything) but pleasure from games. Why shouldn’t I? I should just enjoy the pleasure of studying English, never expect to get so-called return from it, that’s all. The world was originally simple, it’s just my fickle heart made it complicated. After all, I didn’t earn my bread by English, just treated it as a hobby.

Now I didn’t care about the English bottleneck either, which could stay as long as it liked.