高考结束,我闲在家里,苦苦地等待。我在等待大学的录取通知书。哪个大学无所谓,只要肯录取我,它就是中国最好的大学。我很焦急,但比焦急更让人闹心的,是无聊。那可真叫无聊,连小说也读不下去,因为心里有事。那个命根子一样的录取通知书终于来了。我心里悬着的石头落地了。我踏实了,舒服了,不知道自己姓啥了。我是早晨八九点钟的太阳了,我将万丈光芒悬挂在刘家庄的上空。我没有急着回家。我知道,我的父母也都在心急火燎地盼着这个好消息。我的想法是,反正他们已经 College entrance examination ended, I am free at home, hard to wait. I am waiting for a university acceptance letter. Which university does not matter, as long as willing to admit me, it is China’s best university. I am very anxious, but more anxious than anxiety, is boring. That can be boring, even the novel can not be read, because there are things in my heart. The same life-long acceptance letter finally came. The stone hanging in my heart landed. I am realistic, comfortable, do not know what their surnames Han. I was the sun at eight or nine o’clock in the morning, and I lighted the light over Liujiazhuang. I did not hurry to go home. I know, my parents are anxiously looking forward to the good news. My idea is that anyway they have