– you graduate and graduate I
campus full of fragrance, and you are in this piece of flower scroll toward the edge, you will not abandon your campus, but the time has come to your side. You sigh, she said, “energy-saving”, “look at the sky; you laugh,” black and white “as time of appearance”, she leans forward, “memory to remember the eyes of youth”; you like the fire, she endures cold frost…… However, you and she have not noticed, near, a heart and heart, in the ceaseless trembling, seems to fantasize about a year after a confused look.
soon after, you lost the qualification to study in the study room, lost the qualification to walk in the campus, lost the original student’s green card, student card, campus card, bedroom key. One is to time this pig knife cut off the green, you put all the pieces to what Zhang Yongle, Zhang Jian read, and several political books, also put in what the public civil servants and compiled career counseling books, bank qualification review book relentlessly from the six floor Shuaixia a building, even as last year those predecessors like that, in poor seniors wedding in the university every corner left the shadows, reluctant to part six flower sister flower wearing a beautiful wedding to life “tells her” married to the unforgettable youth. Then, when the camera is fixed, you throw your cap to the sky, you can hear the flowers and tears, sunshine and dust from every brick and gate, and the endless silence of the curtain.
soon after, you walk across the East and West Campus of the rainbow bridge, walk in the following four years the magpie bridge, suddenly think of the first year, read the article “North River”, “ideal, failure, disillusionment, enthusiasm, tired, touched, contempt, happiness, pain. With the North River and the surging water sound, clear ice hit the body, pain and feelings of sharpening, ran together, forming a lasting melody, a young and enthusiastic song” oh! Isn’t the river in the north this fantasy River, the warm river, the river of youth? Looking back, this is not Cambridge, but standing on the fertile soil of the “Pearl River”. You can’t take away a cloud with your sleeves. But you have taken four years of memories, those family ties, those friendships, and those love.
soon, when you sit in a spacious classroom for the last time, you will remember the voices of many teachers. Perhaps, these teachers do not remember you, but you will remember who taught you a “Smiling Curve”, the law of diminishing returns and marginal utility, who let you know Inpet, Mintzberg, Drucker and Peter * holy, who once said, “a person is right, the world is on the”. When was the last time you stop in the dormitory downstairs with a girlfriend, you’re not so eager to call her down, but she must mind clearly know that you have been in the downstairs. Even if you are not so sure in the future whether the trip her tears to go home, but you know, at that moment, you must solemnly to show her own determination, hope and future; when you last time in four years with the same under the eaves of the roommate’s when you put all the camouflage, all all above 11 far fetched and set aside in the forgotten past, cups, bottles, and then forgot who suggested to sing KTV, then, will be full of acoustic echo. That night, you were drunk; that night, you cried; after that night, you told yourself, “I graduated!”
soon after, it was a year later, I became you, now you, I became a graduate of me…
is also a year of graduation season, the campus is full of sentimentality and excitement, smile and melancholy. With deep memory, suddenly, Okabayashi Nobuko’s lyrics have a sense of deep
— oh, I’m
I can’t become your
even as you struggle on your own
I can only silently watching
as far fetched pen description deductive in the other’s life in the desolate, those happy and those here, “I’m not who you, don’t comfort you, some people say:” everyone’s heart has a dead end, you could not go, I go out, so I Shuangshouyitan, reluctantly shook his head, shaking his head, shaking his head.
I always do not like to ask the elder sister’s place, but I often ask, “what have you got in these four years?” Because of the double helix structure, life is similar to a DNA in the wandering forever, forever cycle, no one can choose the right end, graduate or civil servants or free occupation are worth mentioning, who can not have enough courage to assert whether it is right or wrong, as the square of the “landscape” in seven often, he said, “who is the man who is bad until death is not found clear, you and I, is still shallow and immature. Like every living person, so I don’t ask this kind of question, in addition to avoid the next year he encountered this embarrassing, and it exists the ignorance of the defects. But, “every part of the journey, is a kind of understanding”, the campus sunshine, rain, breeze, day and month… And with our breath, with our footsteps, looking at our shadow, we have gone through four years together for four three hundred and sixty-five days. I never believe that no one has never had any gains, nor do I believe that anyone will remain unchanged. Though he or she can’t feel it, their friends and relatives will sigh, “four years, you have changed.”
, I think this is the reason why I regret not remembering for the first time in the first step of stepping into the school gate. It’s also a question that every student asks about youth and life. After reading for a long time, it still plays the role of the students, and even his family wishes to wish me “another floor”. Father shows his forty years of experience and tears to me, tell me patiently, “a student is a person learning and reading of the golden age. I always think that what we learn in school is the most time in a person’s life. After work, you will find, “no more time has been learned and happier than that in the student era”. At first, I did not believe that, after all, there was a word that once wrote, “time is the water in a sponge, the more it is squeezed.” I think myself to be a man who is good at water, but the past experience of the past week has greatly changed my recklessness and ignorance.
threw away the elements of youth, like English 46, Chinese good voice and Chinese partner… Growing up in LC’s big attic, time keeps a week of weary eyes. Perhaps, in other universities, did not have the duty cycle, so wonderful but it takes a hard week, a week and shuttle a week indeed with with four years of colorful campus. One week, once a year gradually, let us understand many unknown “story” – originally, the campus management center is sweeping the streets and was moving bricks, signed diet management center is to clean the dining room, dormitory management center is the scientific name for cleaning the dormitory building…… So, my hands worn dark cocoon, broke arm pain, swelling blood seven days sleepy. This week was doomed to be a busy week, and busy was not learning, but cleaning with nothing. At the moment, the 180th pages of English reading still describe the curse of the last weekend. Occasionally, the back side students while the rest of the time, end up in a hurry to browse books countless words, moment, I couldn’t help with Kuiyi, shame.
once again put up the book, moods surging a thousand years of silence. Can not help but want to ask, “in the future, such a warm mood, such a quiet time and all such a really like the East passing water?” Perhaps, because there are few, so, especially treasure; because of the profound, so, more memory; because of the short, so do not dare to slack. If there is love love is not because of the deep-rooted, this seemingly dull and difficult to song of youth to cherish? After the selection of Fang Fang’s works, I began to read the first “scenery”, which says that
is behind the vast living scenery, and is in the darkest part of the abyss. I can see clearly those strange worlds.
from you, I will graduate, we were outside the campus society as a generation. It’s rather not use Gu old “generation” to transcribe time helpless, to quote the Song Zi “facing the sea, with spring” to assert itself is a happy person, unfortunately, our generation is not belong to our poetry, our painting. A generation of Daru Shuming said: “the value and judgment is relative, every generation has its own values, each generation has its own value judgment”, however, our generation, from you and I will graduate school, and did not go to school. What are our values and value judgment? The strange society always rolling wheels make us too busy to attend to all our body, even spread to our generation. Memories hide the deep feeling of a song — nowhere is called far away, the world that cannot be called is home, and I have been longing for a farther distance. And what kind of fairyland is that far more distant place? Each person’s heart has a curtain at daytime dream in the hall, a curtain, a desire for fame and fortune achieve success and win recognition, there is hope, there is hope to return home…… And those of us who are drowning in the sea are often tortured and tormented by this dream. At the same time, the appearance of that youth has already forgotten when they lost their way to run. The innumerable
involuntarily, as if very few stars, seemed to pick written square that classic sentence, “every person’s life is made up of many lives together, like a stock company, but their big shareholders.” but, if, be applied to this, and always feel not so fit. How to ferry oneself inside and outside, this is the question of the Millennium chasing, is the immortality of the perplexity. Unveiling a veil of veil, you may think, “when duty and affection are present, grace will be with me”. Also, it can be questioned, “is the truth different from me?” You, I, should have confidence in it.
long, quiet on this familiar land, the campus is still floating, familiar breath three years ago. Not far away, the advertisement board painted a youth face, the passing students jokingly joked, “the designer’s eyes must have a problem!” So ugly girl, still on the board! ” I looked at the picture on the board, and the girl couldn’t do it with the country.