Last night, I decided to read several pages originally, but couldn’t focus myself for the sake of noise. The guy lives opposite my room just played games and listened to popular songs one by one. Chairman Mao said, “Seek peace from noisy neighborhood.”But I can’t do it. I can’t play games and listened to popular songs either, probably I’m too old to live like that.

I have to read something to make my heart full, or else the vanity will kill me. Sometimes, I read news on the Internet, gradually, out of habit, however, there is nothing except flubdub. During my days of Wuhan, I read Wuhan morning paper and it’s mainly about a dog with five legs, or an egg with two yolks, celebrity shows cleavage etc.

I decide to read books lasted for one hundred years. No matter how, I have to read something and write something. I don’t know whether there is progress or not, who cares? Only enjoy the pleasure of reading and writing. As for progress, only leave it to destiny.