Thank you letter for doctoral thesis:

It was a snowy night when I was born. My father made a pile of firewood by the bed, and my mother lay on the leaky corner bed and gritted her teeth to give birth to me. Twenty-seven years later, on a snowy night, I finished my doctoral thesis. After typing the last word, I stood up, opened the curtain and opened the window. The noisy world turns white during the day, making people feel clean.

I graduated from university to a doctor for ten years. I have been in a muddle for ten years. Ten years ago, my height was 170cm. Ten years later, my height is still 170 cm. Ten years ago, I weighed 60 kilograms. Ten years later, I still weigh 60 Jin. Ten years ago, I had nothing. Ten years later, I still have nothing. Ten years ago, my eyes were bright and radiant. Ten years later, when I took off my glasses, I couldn't see how many fingers I had. Ten years ago, my voice was loud and clear. Ten years later, I got chronic pharyngitis and my voice was hoarse. Ten years ago, I was full of ambition, pointing out the mountains and inspiring words. Ten years later, I am in a quiet heart, just seeking food and clothing; Of course, I also got something. Ten years ago, I was the son of a farmer. Ten years later, I became a doctor. Ten years ago, all I knew was chopping wood, farming, mowing grass and herding cattle. Ten years later, I have become a compound talent who knows mechanics, finance and management. But if you ask me what is the greatest progress in this decade, I will tell you: ten years ago, I was seventeen, and ten years later, I was twenty-seven.

What do I yearn for and pursue most in this decade? Is it knowledge? No. Is it a beauty? No, money. In my mind, money is a dime. I have looked for them countless times, with the aim of buying a bag of instant noodles for a meal, and I can't look too carefully, too carefully, and I won't look for them next time.

Sometimes, when I don't know where the next meal is, I think, if only I could drop some money from the sky. I looked up and saw yellow leaves falling one by one; I wish I could pick up some money on the ground. I looked down and saw only some wrapping paper for bread and some bamboo sticks for kebabs. I have never seen money fall from the sky, nor have I picked it up on the ground, so I don't believe in the existence of God, so I have no faith.

I sincerely thank my tutor for his sincere education and care. During my three years as a doctor, he gave me meticulous care in my life and study. He may be the only teacher who knows my name in my ten years of college life. I thank him for giving me careful guidance under the guidance of more than 20 students. My tutor's guidance and influence on me are beyond words, and all my achievements are condensed with my tutor's painstaking efforts. My teacher's international vision, cutting-edge academic attainments and rigorous and diligent academic style have made me unforgettable all my life and profoundly influenced my future work and life.

I sincerely thank other teachers in the college for their help.

I sincerely thank all my classmates, brothers and sisters, and thank you for the difficult time we spent together.

I sincerely thank my elderly parents. I've been unfaithful and unfilial for ten years, and I haven't let them live a happy life for a day. They have always supported me, cared for me and encouraged me. Often ask me, "Are you short of money?" So I believe in family ties. I never want their money. I don't want to see a hundred dollars, but I think of hundreds of eggs, hundreds of loads of pig grass and thousands of red bricks.

I sincerely thank my five sisters for spending a happy childhood with me. Their beautiful and innocent girlhood aroused my respect and desire for the opposite sex. During my ten years of study, they kept calling me, asking me about my health and life, asking me to eat more, and sending me money. I always refused them. In the past ten years, they have lived an inhuman life in wool textile mills and garment factories in Guangdong. I don't want to see anything bought with blood, meat, life and youth. 10 years ago, they were beautiful. Ten years later, when they appeared in front of me, I no longer believed that they were my sisters.

Finally, I want to thank my girlfriend, Dr. XXX. We have lived in China's two most developed cities, Shanghai and Hangzhou, for five years, and our monthly income is less than that of 600 yuan. In the past five years, I haven't bought her a decent gift, but she has sent me her thrifty money countless times in my lush years so that I can finish my studies, so I believe in love. I can't understand that she can still help me with a monthly income of 275 yuan. Maybe her slim figure is the best answer.

With this document, I want to give it to the students who are suffering in Qian Qian!

The doctoral student's girlfriend has something to say:

Before I met my boyfriend, my admiration for doctoral students was like a raging river. I thought they were the pride of their hometown and the elite of the country, just like the immortals on the mountain, who devoted themselves to scientific research and lived a free life, which was very different from us mortals. However, I now find that the doctoral students who are studying are actually a special "vulnerable group".

A few days ago, I heard from my boyfriend that his brother broke up with his girlfriend in the dormitory next door, and his brother's girlfriend's parents disagreed with his daughter's marriage without a house. Boyfriend's roommate also broke up with his girlfriend who had been in love for 2 or 3 years because of the house and money! They are getting married. His girlfriend works in her hometown and plans to come to Shanghai after marriage. She asked to buy a house in Shanghai, and he can't afford it now, so she quarreled-quarreled, split-split, just because of the house and money! The house! I heard that the doctor drinks every day and can't help crying at night.

I am a girl, and I can understand girls and their parents. Parents want their daughters to get married in better conditions, so that they can suffer less and suffer less. I once cried because of my boyfriend's poor economic conditions: why do other girls get married, have romantic weddings, diamond rings, houses and cars? And we, for the wedding, have to borrow money from all directions? Not to mention houses and cars. Why? I feel very wronged. I am no worse than other girls. Why is my life like this? ! !

Boyfriend is also very uncomfortable. Dumb people eat coptis chinensis, which is unspeakable. After ten years of cold window, I was admitted to Jiaotong University from the countryside, studying for graduate school and PhD. In his hometown, he is a role model for his younger brothers and sisters, regarded as a genius and the pride of his hometown. At school, he devoted himself to scientific research, and the results of his efforts also received many praises.

But he can't stop my wronged tears. Materially, he can't give anything now, and he doesn't understand why he feels good, but life is like this. Those subsidies from the school can basically guarantee their own food and clothing. My birthday present this year is a rose gold necklace. I am happy and distressed. He saved it for a long time to give me a present.

He has no money, but is he wrong? Don't! ! He studies and works very hard every day. Am I wrong? ! I can understand his situation and his difficulties, but I just want to cry, and I just can't stop crying. In this material society, I admit that I am a little impetuous and want to be indifferent to fame and fortune, but sometimes it is really sad. Why? Tell me why ...

I remember when I asked my boyfriend why he applied for Jiaotong University Machinery. He said that he especially liked military affairs in high school, especially watching fighters and warships in military magazines. He dreamed of becoming an expert in building aircraft carriers in China. Later, I asked him why he was studying for a doctorate, saying that he hoped to live a better life in the future, but if I had known this, I would have gone to study for an undergraduate. Like those undergraduates, I have already lived a good life.

I really want to tell my brothers and sisters, especially my sisters, that if your family is not very rich, no matter how suitable you are for scientific research, no matter how keen you are to devote yourself to science, please think it over before deciding whether to study for a doctorate or engage in scientific research. Because the pressure from life and emotion is very likely to extinguish the flame of your passion.

Doctor, it's hard to read. Many doctoral students have gray hair before they are 30 years old, and their hair decreases with the increase of thinking. Moreover, basically, you have to study for at least 30 years, and your little subsidy is only enough to feed yourself. Your parents can't rest when you go to college. They don't think you have a job yet, and they want to help you save money to marry a wife. (My boyfriend's parents are nearly 60 years old and have planted a lot of vegetables to sell. You can think of all the vegetables in the market. No matter how hot it is, they are busy in the fields. In order to occupy a good booth, he goes to the city to sell vegetables after 2 o'clock every morning. How to persuade them not to be tired and not listen, just because he has no job.

Another thing that makes you sad is that your classmate's children can go to play soy sauce. You haven't had a girlfriend for several years. If you have a girlfriend, the situation is even worse: the original pressure only comes from feeling sorry for your parents, and now the girlfriend has another layer of pressure. Even if she is reasonable, gentle and considerate, kind and simple, and doesn't make any noise or complain at all, you will be under pressure. A responsible man will try his best to make his lover live a better life, but now you can't give her anything, not even half her salary.

Worst of all, when you were struggling under great pressure, you were stabbed: she left you. Everyone thinks that the future of the doctor is bright after graduation. Yes, after graduation, you are considered a steamed bread, and it may be easy to marry a beautiful woman. However, how many people can stand the pain of these years? Emotional injury, stabbed heart, life is scarred.

I probably know why there is news of doctor suicide in famous universities almost every year. It's definitely not because any algorithm is difficult to work out, but because my thoughts and feelings have reached a dead end and I can't stand the repression of all parties. They have a high IQ and are elites in a certain scientific field, but they need too much emotional support and cannot stand too many blows. In fact, I think they are a special "vulnerable group".

We all know the golden tower of needs: physiology, safety, socialization, respect and self-realization. I found that our diligent doctoral students have less physical and social needs than ordinary people of the same age, much less. I hope that the leaders of the Ministry of Education will take the time to write those 44 Chinese characters better, but also take the time to care about the doctors we have trained for 20 years.

They don't expect doctoral students to have a good life. Most of them are people who are used to poverty, but they hope that life will not give them too much pressure to be distracted. I hope I won't be short of money often. You can buy some supplements and two clothes for your parents during the Spring Festival. Students get married and give them red envelopes, so I don't have to worry about how to scrimp and save in the next few months ... and let them devote themselves to scientific research. Maybe, we will win the Nobel Prize.

Finally, I have something to say to my sisters: "Who will marry you without a house or a car?" Actually, we don't have to follow the crowd. I once thought, what do I need most when I am old? Of course it's not a famous car-it's a pair of people holding your hand and walking with you. What do you miss most when you leave this world? Of course not a mansion-someone you love!

If you meet someone who loves you, you love him, you have the right personality, and you know you won't change your mind, then-marry him!

No matter how many rooms he has and how much money he has saved, there are several acres of land at home and several cows in the field.

Believe me, you will be happy all your life!

May everyone have a peaceful heart and a bright future. ...

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