Two years ago, in the golden season, I came to Normal University and Yijiang with the hope of 12 study career and the blessings of my relatives and friends. At that time, I was just "strange" to everything here. I said to myself: "this city called yijiang, this area called yijiang, is just a passer-by for me!" "

I look at everything here as a passer-by. Our university town is located in Yijiang District, which is named after the second tributary of the Yangtze River. The school is Huajin Campus, because the Huajin River flowing through the school belongs to Yijiang. I walked to Huajin River with curiosity. In the golden season, Huajin River is particularly quiet, and Huajin River seems to be asleep. Only occasionally ripples a few times, as if he yawned carelessly when receiving guests. There are rows of willows by the river, dancing with the golden wind, charming, and I occasionally look down at my graceful figure in the water. I took it with me. From then on, every sunny afternoon on weekends, I will sit quietly by the Huajin River, look at the clear water, walk in the golden wind, just want to clean up my boredom here, and then devote myself to my daily life as always.

Bathed in the golden wind of Yijiang, I saw a group of students with dreams coming and going, as if Yijiang was just a "post station". In this so-called "post station", I saw the transformation of many people, and of course, I also saw the degeneration of many people. And I just want to be myself forever among this group of peers, to be the one who dares to fight and can fight. Jiang Yi in the golden wind is always 20 years old, 20 years old and young, and 20 years old is full of vitality and hope. Facing Zhao Hui, there will always be young people struggling. I think this is the unique beauty of Yijiang.

After living in this strange city for two years and getting along with Yijiang for two years, I suddenly found myself no longer a passerby. When I am with my relatives and friends, there will always be "We have …". Remember to go home on holiday and see the traffic situation in Wuhu on TV news. I said to my family, "Look, look, the bus in Wuhu", and before I knew it, I had regarded myself as a member of the Yijiang River. Used to call the dormitory "home"; I am used to using Weiqi Road as my second canteen. I am used to walking in the autumn wind of Yijiang, smelling the rich osmanthus fragrance; Accustomed to taking a yellow bus through the small town of Wuhu; Accustomed to this fresh environment called suburbs; Accustomed to looking at the forever young faces on the roadside; I like the rare peace from the inside out by Huajin Lake. ...

In a blink of an eye, I can make fun of myself as a "senior". As a junior, I have changed many living habits and changed my strange attitude towards Yijiang. I just feel that I have long been used to everything here. The sports meeting will be held in these two days, and we have five days' holiday. When you first arrive, everyone in the dormitory will have their own plans to go home or go on holiday. But this time, four people in our dormitory chose to stay in Wuhu for a simple reason. We just want to have a good rest in Yijiang, and staying here is the right way. We don't want to rush. We have been integrated with Yijiang for two years.

As far as Yijiang is concerned, I am no longer a passer-by, but a returnee.