他,就像一个执着的圣徒,越过金色的秋天,走出冬季的酷寒,不迷恋春花,不贪享夏凉,又一次走进了高考的考场,去敲那所名牌大学的大门。他又落榜了!那所令他日夜魂牵梦萦的大学之门又一次对他关闭。那所大学招收了两千多名学生,然而,就是偏偏没有招收他。 He, like a dedicated saint, crossed the golden autumn, out of the winter cold, not obsessed with spring flowers, do not enjoy the summer cool, once again entered the entrance examination room to knock on the door of that famous university. He again took the exam, and the door of the university that kept him dreaming of day and night shut him down again. That university enrolled more than two thousand students, however, did not even recruit him.