Up till a few months ago, it was pretty good for me to study English and like a pleasure of absorbing new things I couldn't feel before or sincerely studying something I want, but nowadays, I could not assure whether to e*joy doing that or not. The deeper and more I study it, the more I just realize my standard where I stand, and a doubt as to the day when I could content a thirsty for English gradually has risen. My routine like memorizing and forgetting repeats without end, over and over again.