That summer of September 2013, just three months after a brutal college entrance exam, I was running amok at home, sleeping in until the sun n pole every day, and sitting in front of the computer with my rice. After eating up four or five boxes of Chorizo, watching more than a dozen episodes of Happy Camp and Tian Tian Xiang Shang, and re-watching many TV dramas such as Mischievous Kisses, Smile Pepsi, A Midsummer Night's Star, Wulin Wai Wai, and even Family Guy and Girl, I finally celebrated my first day of school.
I arrived at the first campus where I lived in college with a lot of longing and anticipation and a bulging bag of luggage. The red color of the main building and the green green trees, the road is long and winding like a gushing river. Parents dropping off their children at school filled the check-in area. Each parent's face was overflowing with pride, and they were eager to hang their children's high school entrance exam results on their chests for all to see. Although this is only a local 985 key universities are still quite good, but in the eyes of local parents, it is not much worse than Tsinghua University, and also close to home.
The new students reported to the school, as a boy, a good-looking girl in front of me is going to report to the school when the pile of students began to surge, and take the initiative to help carry luggage, and send the school president's standard thoughtful greetings. I struggled to move to the check-in area on my own, and the seniors pushed and pushed and picked the best-tempered honest senior to help me with my luggage. Still, I was filled with gratitude and made sure to leave my senior's cell phone number, vowing to buy him dinner later. As it turned out, I didn't.
Second year ? | Habits
In the second year, we moved to a new campus, from the arms of our stepmother in the Xinglongshan cafeteria to the arms of our own mother in the central cafeteria. On the day of the move, although there was a sense of joy in moving from the countryside to the city, there was surprisingly a hint of reluctance in my heart. I tried to tell myself that a new environment and a new start would only make things better, not worse. It turned out that I was still too young. The first day I moved here I gave myself a resounding slap in the face. The situation in the dormitory was a sight for sore eyes (bu) and mouths (ru) to behold (mu). the summer on the 6th floor of Building 9 was really desperate, and for the first time in my life, I was woken up at 4:00 or 5:00 in the morning by the heat, and the sticky heat on the cooler is still fresh in my mind. The hot walls, the hot toilets (they were really hot), the crowded space ...... If I wasn't poor, I would have rented an apartment outside. But that's just the way it is - I'm poor, and I can only survive in the cracks by laughing with a few housemates who are equally incapable of spitting.
When we moved, we had a big change of things, and they were all loaded up and shipped together, but there was one badminton racket left, one sock and one sock, and a lot of small things that we couldn't find. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to find the best way to do this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to find the best way to do it.
But still want to praise the new campus, such as aerobics two big mirror classroom minutes feel like a princess, the St. Kunlun Concert Hall has taken in a lot of my night of loneliness do not know where to go, five dollars a day of the gym makes people feel that life is really good, the cafeteria meal to feed the fat and me and a level of the first class and the first class siblings. Life maintains a habitual rhythm of unhurried, sometimes and a group of friends sitting in the shade of a tree, stay to enjoy the summer hiding in the shade of the leaves, privately thinking, if it has been like this, in fact, quite good.
Third year | Bewilderment
Because of the above mentioned 9 building girls suffering, the third year we switched to the 14th Princess Building, finally keep the clouds to see the sun. The distance of this move was from the westernmost to the easternmost part of this campus. After enduring for a year, we finally lived in a decent dormitory. At the same time, everyone's heart is quietly changing.
Some things can't be avoided just because you don't think about them. For example, the ultimate life proposition - career planning. Now everyone is forced at the crossroads of a choice, and to make a decision at once - graduate school, graduate school, go abroad, civil service, or work. I was chased by these five gangsters night after night, causing me to have trouble sleeping and indecision every day, sometimes hesitant, sometimes discouraged, sometimes feeling that I could change the world, sometimes feeling worthless. Until later in the day, everyone is forced to make a choice.
A junior dog without a heart does not deserve to be called a junior dog, everyone's heart began to more or less calculate their own future. Buy more "Who's youth is not confused" also far water can not solve the near sorrow.
Fourth grade | Effort
The more you grow up, the more you realize that the happiest time is not when you get it, but when you're struggling for a goal. For example, the college entrance exams, although grueling, but still want to go back to that time. For example, looking for a job, although the process is full of heartache and helplessness, but there is always so a group of people and you interview, spit hr and interview in the strange, or let a person happy brow. Before I found a job, I always put on a look of disdain and noble appearance, convinced that I will be called extraordinary literary young people, in the rolling army of graduates to do a stream of pure water. After looking for a job, I can not wait to pull hr's small hand, tell him from the heart, I especially willing to come to our company, I love work, I like to work overtime, really, do not believe that you see the acne on my face, know that I like to stay up all night to work overtime pleasure, for the company, I'm willing to do anything, of course, subterfuge and so on I have to think about it again. I'm sure the hr will reveal a Colgate-like smile at this point: hey, you're really good oh, but we don't recruit girls. In the end, I still found a decent job, and confidently went north for an internship. Then I seemed to become an adult, caring about my paycheck, my job, my rent, but too lazy to care about myself and what I really wanted.
Nearing graduation and wanting to get thesis dead
At the moment, I'm sitting in the library's electronic reading room, holding back 853 words for nearly three days. At this rate I may not graduate, ah drop. I escaped from the bitter sea of internship, I understand a truth - before I think I'm not suitable for learning, now I realize that I'm not suitable for work either. And when I sat in the library to write a paper in human form, I realized another truth - I used to think I was not suitable for learning, and also found that I was not suitable for work, but I know I am even more unsuitable for learning.
? When the senior old school sister returned to school again, her heart was full of unspoken sadness. Dormitory, empty; eating people, no more; classroom, no need to take classes again; even the north door donkey meat barbecue brother have jumped to the cafeteria. Everything and I seem so related, but in fact has long been no connection with me.
I am alone in this long farewell before graduation, this sense of ceremony is one's own, do not need who dress up, and do not need others to know. It is also like every year when the New Year, will write a summary of this year and next year's wish; like every time the school will buy a good special book for each subject, and sign a good-looking big name, always feel that they will study well this year is; like some people break up, cry a night and then change a new hairstyle seems to be able to re-meet the life. This sense of ceremony is to properly say goodbye to their past selves, after doing these things, you can not miss, not allowed to look back, can not rely on the old face does not go, and can not cry like a child. To bravely meet the next step of life, although it may be full of suffering, but so what, but just suffering. Growing up, anyone can become a big mom. If that is not the case, I must try to be the best-looking a certain aunt; I can not be the best-looking, I will be the one who earns the most money; if I can not be the one who earns the most money, I will be the one who knows how to dance; if I can not be the one who knows how to dance the most, I will be the one who loves to brag the most! Laugh. (See my own more to their own face ~)
Writing to this, actually do not know how to end. I don't know how to say goodbye.
I don't know what kind of mood you are in, and what kind of plan you have! The comments section, let's hug each other tightly for the last time, hugging warmly!