A ghost of a smile

The dorm is like a steaming boiler and we are bread in it. 
Keep sweating...Losing water...Discharging junk in body...
Even the mat is so warm...and hard.
It makes me feel uncomfortable.

This is the hottest season in BJ.
I really miss the wonderful time last year at home. 
Hanging out with you guys. Swimming in the crowded pool. Eating the noodles we like best. Playing "watching TV" and " Mona Lisa and palm tree". 
I miss you. All of you.

But this is life. We have to obey its rules.