For me, the college entrance examination is a dream, a real and lonely dream. 　　I took the college entrance examination in the first year of the epidemic. I finished the English test on July 8. After walking out of the examination room, I saw familiar people filing out of various classrooms, crowded in the corridors, and forming a stream at the exit below the teaching building. , spreading towards the originally empty school gate. I stopped in the corridor of the examination room, as if I had been pierced by a void force. I had no strength to take the next step. The morning light pen with “Gold List Title”…