Chapter 221

In the activity room of black water lily.

Lolan is standing in front of the stone slab with glasses, teaching the main points of study. Below is a group of black students, about 40 people, crowded this small space.

In the past, she would feel embarrassed to be watched by so many people, but when she turned to black hair and put on her glasses, it was like putting on her own armor, and she was no longer afraid of the sight spears.

Another reason is that these students really respect their teachers. Compared with the deteriorating and market-oriented teacher-student relationship in previous lives, the teacher-student relationship in Ivar world is relatively simple. After all, in this era, knowledge is a precious thing that can be used to improve one's situation.

Apart from the ivory tower like college, it is not a peaceful and beautiful garden of Eden, but still a arena for cruel fighting. Although the freshmen may not feel much about it, at the beginning and the most important purpose of the establishment of ermenas is still to cultivate excellent soldiers for the world.

Cultivate enough soldiers to be heroes.

The object of the battle is not only the chaotic mirage from the alien world, but also the darkness and decay, backwardness and ignorance of the world. The means of fighting are not only the sword and magic in hand, but also books and knowledge, beliefs and ideals.

What kind of person do you want to be? What do you want to bring to the world?

This is almost a question and doubt throughout one's life.

The extraordinary sequence is not only the power to surpass the ordinary, but also the pursuit and idea of life to surpass the ordinary.

The endless pursuit of knowledge and experience, on this basis, calm thinking and summary, to explore the laws and mysteries of the world, this is the magic sequence.

Constantly strong self, great power comes from itself, not from other things, roam between heaven and earth, indulge in their own desires and instincts, and obtain supreme freedom, which is the sequence of dragons.

In all kinds of difficulties, without fear of disability, giving up everything, walking on the edge of the sword, living to death in madness and killing, this is the demon sequence.

All things should follow the principle of balance and harmony. It's wrong to excessively lean to one end. We should understand and maintain this Law in order to survive and develop for a long time. This is the natural sequence.

In order to fight against all kinds of adversities, disadvantageous conditions and misfortunes, the forces of unity and discipline can change the day, rebuild mountains and rivers, and man will win the day. This is the sequence of war.

Everything should be guided according to the circumstances, so that you can get twice the result with half the effort, ride the trade wind, step on the ocean current, and break the waves of the seven seas. This is the ocean sequence.

Life is a miracle in the world. There are infinite possibilities and hopes in living. We should reserve more kindling for the world. This is the sequence of angels.

Death is the inevitability of everything. It is the fairest thing in the world. Glory, hatred, unwillingness, country, fame and wealth, all things stop here and step into rest and tranquility. Only when we face death without any escape and calmly, can we understand the meaning of everything. This is the sequence of death.

When she helps others to make up lessons, Loran Hill will also talk about some philosophy of life. It's not that she deliberately shows off what she learned in her previous life, but that if she doesn't think about some things, after the prosperity is settled, it will only leave a void.

People will live for their various desires, but also to understand why they crave these, bread and flowers, indispensable, and sometimes even more precious flowers.

"Well, that's all for today. In fact, sometimes it's interesting to think about your own epitaph. "

"Thank you, Miss Lorraine."

A group of people stand up together, I do not know when, they shout more natural.

"Yes, I don't want to say it." Lorraine Hill shook his head, then went to one side and sat down, watching the crowd in the activity room slowly leave.

Recently, the weather has been quite hot, and the sound of cicadas comes from the window. The white sunlight shines on the trees and grass outside the window, reflecting a bright green. The accumulated rain ash on the windowsill also became very dry, forming small particles, which were swept away by the warm summer wind and disappeared without a trace.

"Here, Lorraine." Boumansha came over and handed a light red drink. The ice hit the glass slightly and made a clear sound.

"Thank you."

"It's delicious. It's watermelon juice." Lorraine Hill sipped the juice, and his lips were as red as a cherry.

"Hard work."

Boumansha also sat opposite her. At this time, the activity room was quiet. Only the two of them were left. The warm summer wind blew the curtains up and down, and the light colored curtains slid over their arms as if they were stroked gently.

"How old is Lorraine this year?" She asked with interest.

"Well... About 16 years old?" His appearance looks like this. He doesn't know his age, but it's hard to say that he doesn't know. He can only answer like this.

"Cluck, don't you even know your age? How many 16 years have you lived She said jokingly.

"I really don't know. I forgot a lot of things when I was a child, and I haven't met my parents, so I'm not sure how old I am."

Lorraine Hill said a little distressed, why the system does not show age, it is strange.

"I always feel like you've got a bargain." Samantha nodded Lorraine's forehead.

"It's hard for others to talk about you because you are young."

"No, that's what night spirit can do." Lorraine Hill shook his head, and his bangs and hair swayed slightly.

"Why are you so young that you can always say some old things? Sometimes it's strange to hear that you are one or two years younger than me, and you don't look like you've been through a lot of hardships." She took a sip of the juice and said her opinion slowly.

"Maybe I read more books." Lorraine Hill explained in a low voice that the summer sun slanted on her face, and tiny fluff could be seen on her snow-white skin.

"Is that true?" There's something wrong with Samantha.

"In the library, I have met some seniors and elder sisters who have been immersed in knowledge all the year round. They are also very knowledgeable, but most of them have their own worries, future choices, studies, relationships and so on."

"But in you, it seems that I seldom see these. Although I sometimes feel distressed, I am only dissatisfied with the effect, not confused about the direction." She went on.

"Maturity or change is like a room. Experience is a room full of gunpowder. Truth is just a torch."

"Torches can only light up the surroundings for a short time, but can't blow up the room. There are a lot of principles in books, but it is difficult to understand the meaning and significance of them if you have not experienced some things personally. "

"So when you are young, you see life more clearly than I do. It always surprises me."

"Maybe that's your talent." She shook her head and went on without waiting for Lorraine hill to explain.

"..." originally, Lorraine hill was still struggling with how to explain the difference between the two generations. Hearing this, there was no need to explain, and he was relieved.

"But 16 is supposed to be a lively and coquettish age, but you are talking about the philosophy of life with others. You always feel a little out of harmony."

"It's not cute."

Bronsa grinned and pinched Lolan Hill's face. The latter, unwilling to be outdone, broke away and pinched back.

"That's what I want. I want you to take care of it."