Cherish the cycle of the four seasons calmly. Looking at the floating catkins, green branches and continuous drizzle in spring, my heart is full of intoxicated joy and happiness. In summer, looking at dark green broad leaves, frisbees and colorful bridges, my heart is full of lightness and sweetness in detachment. In autumn, looking at the fallen leaves floating leisurely in the light clouds and wind, and the rotten hay, my heart is full of harvest celebrations. In winter, watching the quiet rain washes away the scars of youth. Without sorrow and solder, it turns into running water and flows into the river where the years have been deposited. My heart is full of hope and pride.
Sitting in a warm classroom, listening to the teacher's passionate terms, burned our desire for knowledge, and knowledge spread rapidly in this elegant hall. Those sown seeds also grow in our hearts, and a possibility quietly germinates in the deepest part of our hearts, because I know that one day I will stand on the podium like a teacher and teach culture with excellent teaching.
Strolling along the tree-lined path on campus and looking up at the sky, I think I saw a dream, which is flying in the sky with wings given by the sun. Listening carefully to the wind passing by my ears and feeling the softness of the sunshine passing through my cheeks, I will recall the thick scholarly atmosphere from time to time. Students are cheerful and love to play and compete for the passion on the field, so I sneak away alone. I am not alone.
Often wandering around the campus and watching it dance on the waves have taught us a lot about being a man and doing things. Silence is to look at its face, learn to cherish it slowly, and learn to be satisfied. Maybe I understand dreams and possibilities, and I understand ownership. I think only loyalty and hard work can lead to the other side of victory.
If I want to describe the university in my heart, it is rock solid. Look! Does "One Dream, One Possibility" shine in everyone's heart? ...