Looking up at the sky

I walked alone on the playground these couple of days. After all day's sun-burning, the ground was still hot. The heatwave just rose from beneath. I don't like staying at the dorm, especially at that hour. Walking outside is kind of relaxing. The breeze blowing from the lake took away some sweat and gave an instant cool brush. When looking up at the sky, I found the stars are scanty, not as many as I used to see. Some are twinkling, some are gleaming constantly. Walking alone enabled me to think more clearly. Reflecting on the day, I felt a little sad though it was not grief. The third semester kept us from leaving yet provided no-good-to-do idleness. What I'm gonna do next year? I am no longer sophomore. People are ambitious, some are aggressive. I felt it very hard to start my career as I liked. There are so many restrictions, so many limitations. I wish I can work like my cousin. Yet I know his success came from his diligence and hard work. I always look up to him. He earns himself a good life by working hard. He materialized his American Dream. Looking up at the sky, I knew I should keep up with my work.