Time is like the sand at the fingertips, passing quietly along the gap of the fingertips. We can feel the weight loss between the fingers and the dust left in the skin texture after passing. However, when we tried to catch it, it passed faster, and finally, it spilled all over the floor. I want to say, how time flies, my university, four years, is coming to an end. I can't help feeling this way recently, maybe it's just a heartfelt sigh.

Walking into the campus in June, I always feel a little sad, filled with the smell of parting. I am never used to saying goodbye. Because at the thought of leaving, I always have inexplicable fear and unprovoked loss, just like being suddenly awakened by a nightmare in the dead of night. However, there is still one month, the last month, we will leave the campus and bid farewell to everything we are familiar with.

I remember that at this time in the past, a group of brothers and sisters in the school would bid farewell to each other one after another. At that time, I was a little envious that my brothers and sisters could leave the campus and start a new life, but occasionally I felt that the campus was suddenly deserted, as if something was missing. Now, I'm a little envious that my brothers and sisters can stay at school and continue their college life. When I think of leaving soon, I suddenly feel empty, as if I have lost something.

Above such a campus, the mild wind in early summer blows again, and some sad tones and footsteps traveling away from home resound through my heart again. We often feel dejected behind parting. On such a June afternoon, we looked at the gloomy sky outside the window and recalled the lost days. I tried to explain the meaning of university to me with silent thinking and restrained words in the passage of time. Therefore, parting is no longer a tearful emotion at this moment. Fingers keep typing these words on the keyboard, and many memories keep popping up in my mind, but I don't know how to connect these fragmentary memories into a smooth movie, which can be shown in my mind, so that I can clearly watch my college life. When I began to have this idea, I suddenly felt that my mind was in a mess, just like today's weather, gloomy and sultry. Finally, I can only find some keywords and start searching for relevant memory fragments in my mind.

University and life

University time should be the most relaxed and comfortable time in our life, with free time, indulgent youth, casual life, simple happiness, bright sadness, flying passion, hearty laughter, frank friends ... and university campus should be the purest and most affectionate place in the world, with familiar playground, big classroom, bright library, crowded canteen, warm dormitory, long corridor and quiet path.

I still remember when I first went to college, my heart was full of joy and excitement, longing for college life. Because it is so far from home for the first time, the city is really big. Because I really live alone for the first time, I dream of freedom. Because for the first time, I got rid of the shackles of home and school and can do what I want. Of course, there will be some sadness and loss in my heart, and I am very confused about college life. After all, this city is still very strange. After all, there will be a lot of loneliness in one's life. After all, sometimes I don't know what I want to do. During that time, I once doubted whether it was right and worthwhile to choose to come to Beijing. After all, I can go to a good university in Wuhan without leaving my family and friends. However, I have never regretted my original choice, because I have always believed that there will be gains and losses. Maybe this is not my best choice, but it is my own choice. I remember reading a sentence: doing what you love doesn't mean that life is easy, but it can definitely be wonderful.

When I was a freshman, I lived the simplest college life. I went to almost every teaching building for self-study, tasted different meals in every canteen, received a phone call from my mother at home every week, received letters from friends all over the country and replied, occasionally participated in two or three club activities that I was interested in, visited the surrounding shopping malls and supermarkets to buy some clothes, and then had time to surf the Internet, read books or watch movies. As the days passed, I lived a quiet and leisurely life. Looking back now, when I was a freshman, I was still a well-behaved and obedient student. I don't know about skipping classes, staying up late, emptiness and boredom.

By the time I was a sophomore, I was already familiar with everything in the university and was no stranger to this city. I began to want to do something I like. So, I spend most of my time in club activities. Of course, when the final exam approached, I didn't forget to study hard and cram for the last minute. Occasionally, I will go out to play, eat and even stay up late with my sisters or close friends in the dormitory. Sophomore, I have been at the peak of my college days, and I have done well in my study and community work. It was a busy and fulfilling college time.

When I entered my junior year, heavy courses almost filled my daily schedule, and most of them were professional courses that I was not interested in. Besides, I continue to be the president of the club. As usual, I have many regular meetings and trivial work every week. Suddenly I feel that time is not enough, and my study is almost deserted. Just reading before the exam, barely coping with the exam. However, I still failed the last class and didn't want to say anything more. It's just that this incident is a fatal blow to me. After a long time, I kept reflecting on myself and began to be confused. I don't know why I am so busy, but I seem to have done nothing. As a junior, I seem to have been at a low ebb, especially during my junior year. But in retrospect, my heart is full of gratitude. I am really grateful to my friends who accompanied me through the most frustrating days, and let me know that people can grow and mature faster only when they are in adversity again.

When I was in the third year of high school, there were almost no courses. I was busy taking the postgraduate entrance examination last semester and looking for a job internship next semester. Although everything is not very smooth, there are still many regrets and many depressed times, but my heart is always not desperate, because I always believe that tomorrow will be better as long as we work hard.

In fact, four years in college also has many decadent days. I slept in the dormitory for a day, watched movies online, and sighed and bored while wasting time. I was once confused and confused. I really want to escape from this life, and I don't want to waste time and youth. Now, however, one month before graduation, when I stepped out of the threshold of campus and prepared to step into the door of society, I looked up and saw the outside world, which was complicated. When a lot of real pressure suddenly came to me, I suddenly missed school life. The university campus is really a quiet sky, a simple smile and a simple life. However, time cannot go back, and I can't stay here forever. This is a fact that must be faced. Writing here, I feel inexplicably sad, a feeling of being suddenly touched. In fact, I don't want to do this, but the piano that has been quietly placed in the corner seems to have been suddenly pressed with a finger, and the sudden low and lonely voice echoes in the whole silent space for a long time. Feelings of emptiness and loss.

Military training &; Xuanhua

I think, in the memory of the university, everyone will not ignore the military training. The reason why I want to talk about it alone during this time may be because it is a painful and happy day. On the summer vacation after my freshman year, I had military training for more than a month. It was the first time I experienced such a long and formal military training, and there were many unforgettable fragments in my memory. For more than two weeks, the military theory class was held in the school. Every day, the schedule is full, and some officers from the National Defense University come to give us lectures. We have to sit up straight in class and take notes from time to time. More interestingly, the classroom is surprisingly full every day, and no one dares to skip this class. This is a dream that can never be realized in the classroom of normal university. During this time, I made up a lot of knowledge about military strategy theory for myself. Remember to take a military theory test at the end. I recited dozens of pages of courseware a few days before the exam, and my hands were sore when I wrote it. After completing the study of military theory, we went to an artillery battalion in Xuanhua, Hebei Province for more than two weeks of military physical training. I vaguely remember that there were so many people in our military training team at that time. On the green leather train at Beijing South Railway Station, everyone was wearing the same camouflage uniforms and carrying heavy luggage. It's really spectacular During the two weeks in Xuanhua Military Camp, we experienced the life of a complete soldier. Every day we not only get up early, but also stand at attention in the sun, which is monotonous and endless. Even in summer, we have to put up with the unchanging food and cold running water in the military canteen. During that time, it should be very painful. Get up early every day, train and bask in the sun. If I don't eat well, I'm even more depressed. This is a completely regular schedule. During that time, I was also very happy. I go to bed early and get up early every day, and I never lose sleep. I'm still lamenting how our schedule was so regular during that time. From then on, going to bed early and getting up early has become another unattainable dream of mine. Although the training was very hard and we had to endure the strong sunshine in July, we all persisted and finally found that it was nothing more than that. Although the food is terrible, we should try to store enough physical strength for training, but we always try to eat more, and finally find that we are not so picky about food. Although the instructors usually train us very hard, when we finally left, everyone of us cried red eyes, including the lovely instructors. Looking back now, the days of military training have no bitter taste at all, and they are all intriguing memories in my mind and heart.

Associations and Chen Fan

I really want to say a lot about Chen Fan. Because, morning sail is a part of my college life, perhaps, once, it was the most important part. However, in the end, I really don't know how to start. There are too many feelings and gratitude in my memory, as well as too many reluctance and nostalgia.

I began to slowly sort out the bits and pieces about Chen Fan and me in the past three years: every magazine, from black and white to color, from thin to rich; Every friend, from strange to familiar, from dispute to tacit understanding. Chen Fan is growing, and so am I.

At the end of my freshman year, I was lucky enough to stay in the news agency as the planning minister. From then on, I made up my mind to work hard for my news ideal. It has always been my dream to make our own magazine with a group of like-minded friends. This year coincides with the tenth anniversary of the establishment of the news agency. We are really lucky to stay in the news agency. We planned and organized a large-scale series of "Ten-year Seal" activities for the 10th anniversary of Chen Fan News Agency, and we were busy for a long time. Looking back on that time, it can be said that I worked hard day and night. I am very busy every day, holding meetings to discuss, writing business plans, soliciting sponsorship, approving venues, doing inkjet printing, hanging banners and painting posters, and doing many trivial things by myself. However, that time was also the most fulfilling time in college. I felt that I really did something and wanted to do it myself. Ten years later, many people in the news agency chose to quit, and some of them were my former good partners. Besides regret, it is more difficult. Suddenly, all the departments in such a large community merged into one department, leaving less than ten members. You are running around alone with a group of classmates. You have forgotten your loneliness at that time, but you just vaguely remember that you have been persisting and working hard, which is quite gratifying.

In my junior year, I took over as the president of the club and trained a large number of new ministers, all of whom were my brothers and sisters. I basically give the magazine to them to do, mainly responsible for the overall editing and sorting of the magazine. The past ten years of Chen Fan News Agency have given us great motivation and confidence. This year, we planned the first large-scale series of activities of "Cultural Journey" of Chen Fan News Agency. When I am still busy, I will hold regular meetings several times a week. From the chairman to the minister to the Ministry, the notebook is always filled with meeting minutes, schedules and work arrangements. Although I don't have to do everything myself, as a leader of a community, I felt tired during that time, which is a constant concern and responsibility.

Junior year is almost over. One day, I suddenly realized that I really wanted to leave Chen Fan, and my heart suddenly felt empty. Seriously, if someone asks me, what is the most fulfilling thing in college? I would say: morning sail. If someone asks me: What is the most unforgettable thing in college? I will still say: morning sail. If someone asks me: What is the most successful thing in college? I can only say: morning sail. I believe everyone in Chenfan can understand my feelings. However, in the end, all I can say is: thank you! Thank you, Chen Fan, for holding me to the end and supporting me through every bright or dark day. Thank you, every friend I met in Chen Fan, who accompanied me through these three years until the end.

Study &; Take the postgraduate entrance examination

My college life has always been defined like this. Simply put, it can be divided into three parts: study, community and emotion. So I think we should make a simple summary of university study. During my college years, I won the title of outstanding student of Beijing Institute of Technology for two consecutive years and won five people's scholarships. Before my junior year, I thought I should be a good student with excellent academic performance. Why do you want to emphasize before junior year? Because almost all of these awards were won by freshmen and sophomores, that time should be the peak of my college days. It's a pity that I failed a course in the final exam last semester, which ruined my "innocence" in college. Since then, my study has plummeted. Besides complaining that I am not interested in those so-called professional courses, I have to admit that I really haven't worked hard enough. After being bored for a long time, my mood fell to a low point. In the next semester of my junior year, I began to think about whether to take the postgraduate entrance examination. In fact, I have always been very determined to take the postgraduate entrance examination. I didn't think too much about the so-called pros and cons, but I simply didn't want to have regrets, whether it was successful or not. Now is the last semester of my senior year, and I have officially entered the postgraduate entrance examination review. After the 11th National Day, there are only three months left before the postgraduate entrance examination. During the three months when I was busy taking the postgraduate entrance examination, I stayed in Building 3 every day, forcing myself to study. Frankly speaking, it was depressing and lonely. Sadly, I will never find the state of learning. Lonely is that I am alone. Sometimes I really feel that the postgraduate entrance examination is more like a psychological war, with blindness and hesitation before, impetuousness and vacillation in the process, and waiting and vacillation after. I think people who succeed in the postgraduate entrance examination have strong psychological endurance besides reviewing the examination subjects. I don't want to say too much about the final result. Unfortunately, I passed the exam by one point. I thought I would be sad and desperate, but the fact is not as desperate as I thought. For me now, postgraduate entrance examination is not the only way out, nor is it the best way out. I began to believe that there is no despair in this world, only desperate people.

After the postgraduate entrance examination, I also experienced the first big setback in my life. It is a setback because I have never failed in the exam, but in the end it made me understand that life is not a straight and unobstructed corridor, so that we can travel easily. Life is a maze, and we must find a way out. We often get lost and look for it in a dead end. But if we always believe in it, a door will open to us. It may not be the door we once thought of, but we will eventually find it is a useful door.

Four years is really fleeting. I can't remember what I was like when I first went to college four years ago. It feels like a distant thing. Four years ago, I wouldn't have thought that it would be such a state and mood when I was about to leave campus and bid farewell to my college days four years later. At that time, we were just full of pure imagination and hope for the future, and we would not foresee the cruelty of today's reality and the unhappiness of life. Now, we don't know whether to accept the cruelty of reality bravely or to reflect on our own efforts. In fact, I have always felt that life is a stage, and each stage is a long or short, dull or bumpy process. Only by going through every process of every stage can we realize the meaning of life.

University time should be regarded as an important stage in our life, and four years should be regarded as a long process. At the same time, we are growing and maturing.

I gradually believe that growth is a transaction with time. Persistence and maturity are at the expense of innocence and simplicity. Even if the process of growing up is cruel, we should learn to smile with tears. I gradually understand that maturity is a bright but not dazzling brilliance, a mellow but not greasy voice, a playful indifference to the noise, and a complete indifference.

postscript

At the end of June, always say goodbye and take care.

And I, after all, will leave the campus and bid farewell to the days of college. Parting always comes earlier than expected.

Recently, I often wonder if there is a happy parting in the world.

No bitter tears, no regrets, and people who leave don't know that this will be a farewell.

I think leaving with a smile should be the happiest parting. All the disappointments, let us leave the memory of time.

Then, can we say goodbye to the university with a smile and leave the campus quietly without saying goodbye to me, so as not to make me feel that this is a farewell, ok?

Let's believe that tomorrow will be better, and finally wish all the graduating students all the best!