It is now the evening of June 9th, and the meeting of the WolfLink-DevTeam has just concluded. I am sitting alone in my dorm room in front of my screen, starting to write. It has been exactly a month since I last wrote a summary, and at this moment, it feels just like then; all three of my roommates are not here, each person in their own room. Although it is lonely, there are also benefits to freedom, such as waking up whenever I want.
Based solely on my memories, May was no different from any other ordinary month. The most profound experience was the ever-changing weather in Wuhan, one day summer and the next winter, which can be described in professional terms as "quenching" for people. I received a message from W, who I hadn't contacted in a long time, and I realized that true friendship does not fade with the passage of time. I solved a very difficult plane geometry problem after three days, which is worth noting; it belongs to the "angle grid point problem," and the general solution is the circumcenter method. (I have a unique interest in this kind of knowledge that seems useless). Academically, I have reached the end of another semester, with most exams finishing in late May. The last exam, on material failure analysis, also concluded on June 3rd. July 1st marks the start of my production internship, so I have nearly a month of freedom before then.
—However, freedom often leads to laziness and confusion, prompting thoughts about the meaning of life, though I have already outgrown the age of questioning life's meaning. As a child, I would ask, "What is the purpose of living?" but as I grew up, I stopped asking, not because I found the answer, but because I felt there was no need to ask anymore.
Moreover, I feel that May was so long because of my longing for someone (referring to you). Writing you into my words, I think this is a kind of romance. Words are like a face-to-face meeting; the words I give you transcend time and space, accompanying you on my behalf. My relaxing days are precisely your busiest days of the semester. I hope you can come to see me (when you are not busy), but I hope even more that you find rewards in your busyness, knowing why you are busy, and that you take good care of yourself, resting well and eating properly. When we meet next time, I will hold you tightly.
As I write this, I wave goodbye to May 2023, which I cannot return to. 👋