Four years has come to an end unwittingly.
How much I looked forward to leaving the campus, the dormitory, the classroom, the books and the students, but I didn't know how much I remembered this land until I really had to leave. Here, I have left my best memories and memories.
When I first entered the campus, I was so strange and curious about everything, so I chose a variety of life styles with various interests, and experienced all kinds of successes and failures, bitterness and sweat, bitterness and sweetness. I stepped onto the stage of my dream for the first time. I also did a good job unconsciously, even a little famous. Here, I unexpectedly realized that I would get good grades without much effort, but in the end, I would be very sad. After four years of college, I seemed to have achieved nothing; here, some of the people I knew became friends, some just passed by, and some even begrudged each other with a smile; here, for the first time, I experienced the taste of love, laughter and quarrel, sweetness and distress, and all kinds of helplessness and sighs. I always think that I work hard and cherish it, but why do I still feel that I haven't done enough and have so many regrets in the end? Always looking back, it would be better to deal with this matter that way, but it won't help. God can't give you a chance to start all over again. Even if you do start all over again, it may still end up like this. Life is always like this day by day, even the day before also feel it is taken for granted, indifferent, but about to leave today, suddenly felt too much helplessness, sighing why not live more meaningful.
In fact, life really does not matter right or wrong, just like I almost every day looking for a different life, but my companions repeat the same day every day, some people will envy me, some people do not think so. Sometimes I envy the students who study all day, they really learned a lot of professional knowledge in college, but sometimes I disdain and despise them for missing a lot of more wonderful things, but think about it carefully. I really don't know how to live right, so I won't regret it. I think whether it is an ignorant person like me or those compatriots who study hard, they will have regrets when they graduate and will want to try another life.
Time can prove everything, time can change everything, time can explain everything, time can accomplish everything.
Four years, think very long, but it is so short, the past is still the same, the present is actually repeated four years ago, the most terrible thing is that the memory is not blurred at all. It was only then that I sighed again, and time flies.
The joy of walking into the school gate for the first time four years ago; sleepless living in the dormitory for the first time; walking on the election platform of the student union for the first time to tell everyone that I would do a good job; rushing on the stage to express myself for the first time; sending flowers to the girl for the first time, telling people that I liked her very much; failed to pass the exam to plead with the teacher for the first time, but was mercilessly rejected. Sitting in the broadcast room of the radio station for the first time to say hello to the whole school; hearing applause for the first time and holding flowers; celebrating so late for the first time that I climbed over the wall into the dormitory; the first time I heard a girl say that she liked me, but I helplessly told her that I was sorry; for the first time, I could make money by my own hard work and sweat, that impulse, and quickly told my mother that she would no longer have to live. For the first time, I was so short of money that I had to eat steamed buns every day, but I refused to ask anyone for help; for the first time, I dealt with N problems independently in one day, but it went well; for the first time, I told my brothers and sisters that you would work hard. I will always support you. I am extremely proud; when I recited the love poem for the first time, I was moved to cry for a long time. For the first time, there are too many firsts in four years, every time what will happen, what will change, every time will be very hard to do, each time will be excited for a long time. Now the past has become a thing of the past, a lot of things have become habits, a lot of memories have become eternal, a lot of good things have been fixed. Thinking is very confused, think of a lot, but do not know how to describe, let alone where to start.
I remember that four years ago, the most willing thing to do was to look up at the starry sky every night and fantasize about beauty. I thought that there was so much time, it was too easy to be satisfied, and I would even be happy for a long time to save sporadic living expenses to buy my beloved clothes. excited to realize a small and easy-to-achieve wish. Today's starry sky is still the same, but people have become so realistic that they are not even willing to waste their time looking up at the starry sky. I know that the star in the sky has been looking at me, but I don't know if she is happy or sad. We haven't communicated for a long time.
In the past, what I disliked most was standing in front of the camera, but I was especially eager before graduation, even every corner of the campus and every friend around me, hoping to keep a little bit of beauty that was readily available; what I disliked most in the past was blowing on the wine bottle, but now I always want to pick up the phone, even if I talk to a friend casually. In the past, I always didn't want to waste my time hanging out on campus, but now I want to stay on campus all night, even if I am alone. I really want to go back to the library because I didn't like studying the most in the past. I don't seem to have been there quietly yet. I didn't realize that the place was particularly kind and lovely.
Everything is what it used to be.
Memory left a lot of fragments, there are too many reluctant to give up, too much nostalgia, but the real society requires us to continue to move forward, a little pause will lag behind, so I have no time. Now there are even a lot of at a loss, I will always work hard, in order to return to my alma mater one day, re-walk that section of the road.
The breeze is blowing, and the time has crossed the hour to tomorrow. Fortunately, I can see the star I haven't seen for a long time in bed. Tonight, I will communicate with her and make a wish for her, but this realization will not keep me waiting for another four years.
Four years, unconsciously has come to an end, there is still a long way to go in the future, with good memories to meet the sun tomorrow, believe in yourself, strive to grasp, always follow the feet of the sun.
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