I wanted to spread my innocence and loveliness in this campus where I want to live for at least three years, but the novelty of my arrival has not faded, and the faint homesickness has enveloped my heart. Behind this novelty is the fear of ignorance, strange cities, strange campuses and strange faces. I really want someone to protect me, accompany me and listen to me. I feel so scared, surrounded by independent individuals, I will always be the most vulnerable one.

I want to exchange my sincere heart for a harmonious and beautiful atmosphere, but I find that the world is still so lonely and cold. I have not influenced anyone and I am worried about being influenced by anyone. So I slowly closed my heart and enjoyed this innocence and loneliness alone. The lonely world belongs to me, and the bustling and frolicking outside seems to be far away from me. ...

I suddenly feel that my university is a dream, but I don't know whether it is my own dream or living in someone else's specific dream. I can't choose between two completely different dreams and I don't know how to choose, so I am very upset, so I am very sad, so I chose psychology.

Psychology gave way to a lot of knowledge and understanding, just like a navigation light in the dark, which pointed out the direction for me and gave me a new understanding of college life.

I once asked myself, "Do you think your college life is flawed? Do you think your college education is flawed? " But after the psychology class, I feel like a different person, smiling from my heart, because I want to ask myself, "Are you enthusiastic about your college life?" Do you have any plans for your college education? "

They all say that they cry in freshman year, hesitate in sophomore year, sink in junior year, and pick flowers in senior year. From the point of view of admission, it is true. Freshmen have just reported for duty. They all look like newborn calves. They are cynical, alternating between the old and the new, sneering at bad habits, but bent on getting ahead and making a difference. This is exactly: freshmen don't know that they don't know; When I was a sophomore, I knew I didn't know; Junior doesn't know he knows; I just know in my senior year. I know. But I regard college as a dream, or two different dreams, one in my heart and the other in my life.

Perhaps I once had the most illusions about the university, weaving it into a beautiful picture: there are several friends who know each other and can laugh and cry together to discuss academic issues, some profound professors who have taken some good classes, and I who have a vision for the future and can take practical actions to know the future direction. The ideal university can make me grow up, make me proud in the year of graduation, and know where to go. When I look back four years later, I can proudly say that I have learned a lot. Reluctant to leave, I want to be good friends with my good friends in college for life. Some people say that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. I have woven my university into a beautiful dream, which can only appear in my imagination. ...

Entering the university makes me feel that everything is so different, which is almost two completely different concepts from the imagined university: life is boring, and doing nothing all day feels like wasting my youth. I feel like I'm living in a nightmare, but this dream is so real. Only by escaping can we find another dream. So I'm a little autistic, so I'm more lonely.

I was a little afraid that I had autism, so I went to look up the information: the concept of autism was put forward and determined by the American psychiatrist Leo Kanner in 1943. But the phenomenon of autism existed before its concept was defined. It can be said that autism has a long history, but the history is short. That is, the occurrence of autism is not directly related to the environment of modern society. Symptoms and behaviors: ⅰ. Interpersonal relationship disorder. Ⅱ communication barriers. ⅲ rigid behavior. Ⅳ Abnormal reaction to the outside world. They often behave as if nothing had happened, as if they were living in their own world forever, and what happened outside could not pollute them.

After I took the psychology course and looked up some information, I understood that what I was worried about was so superfluous. It is my wonderful college dream that affects me, and my independence also affects me. What I have to do now is to make myself strong and face my college life with a brand-new attitude. When I no longer regard others as individuals, when I no longer think that I will always be the weakest one, I think my heart will open again, and my innocence and loveliness will be sprinkled on this new university campus.

My university is my dream. Now that I have woven the university into a beautiful dream, I will try my best to realize another dream in this completely different dream. University, when I wake up, can I have a proud and satisfied smile? How many smiles and songs can I leave in this so-called paradise on earth?

Everything goes on, and so does my dream.