In those four years of college life, we seemed to be very rich. When we walk into the dormitory, we will buy a pack of cigarettes that even dad can't bear to smoke.
In those four years, we seemed to be rich and became the nanny of our husband and wife, but we couldn't buy the cheapest pearl necklace for our mother when we went home.
In those four years, we seemed to be rich. My parents' mobile phone only has the function of telephone and short message, which is less than our living expenses for one month. However, its greatest significance is that when you need it, it will tell your parents that they are thinking of you.
In those four years, we seemed to be rich. When autumn comes, you will take cosmetics at the counter for half a day, but the cosmetics that my mother uses most are the detergent that accompanies her year after year.
At that time, we forgot the idea of being a hero when we were young, and only learned to shout for wine to the waiter in the restaurant.
When the virtual network becomes the vanity of life, it makes you feel proud rather than ashamed when chatting with others.
When will parents stop talking about their past bitter days and squeeze out their children's feast from their belts? At noon, we learn to get up, turn on the computer on the table with our toes and dial the phone of the restaurant downstairs.
Our parents have gone to great pains to send us to such a readable university, but we enjoy the happiness that our parents will never enjoy.
The magic of the university is that people feel that all vanity is at ease. But I still don't know what meaning college should give in my life, except what my father has always said: to live a good life, every penny has its meaning.
In those four years, we really had no money. Although your mouth is full of colorful society, love me and love you.
In those four years, we really had no money. When you have the ability to make money, you no longer regard ignorance as your personality.
Those four years, let's call them those four years. I hope we will have money in the future, let our parents live a happy life, and make up for the lies we once told to ask our parents for money.
Our university road not only bears our personal learning responsibility, but also bears the expectations of parents, teachers, relatives and friends. It's too cheap to just reward them with a ticket to college. The fruitful results when I graduated from college in 4 years are worthy of this boat ticket, the "stars" holding the moon, and the best youth in these 4 years!
Essays on College Life II There will be some sad songs on campus from time to time when I graduate. At this moment, we have to worry about it. Next year, we will sing these songs. How time flies! We have entered the fourth year, but we haven't tasted the third year yet.
When we first entered the campus, we kept saying that this school was not like this. Then I regret why I entered this annoying school. I feel that everything here is out of place with me all day, taking strange roads and watching strange scenery, and occasionally there are one or two lonely tears.
When I was a sophomore, we began to gradually adapt to everything in this environment and went to see a corner of the environment from time to time. Accustomed to the life at 3. 1 o'clock, we often see the hurried footsteps on the way back and forth, and when we are in class ...... the habit of not being angry will pass by inadvertently, and then we will find ourselves lost in this strange environment. ...
For the third time, I began to love every tree and shrub here without any love, looking at the familiar scenery, and then meditating there alone. At first, I thought everything here was really beautiful and disturbing. You will keep telling yourself that you must remember everything here and have good memories in the future …
Next, I am a senior who is often sad. I began to miss every corner here and began to capture everything here with my camera. I think everything is so kind. Teachers, classmates and friends have too many memories. I often think of those beautiful pictures in the middle of the night, and then I burst into tears unconsciously ...
Running time, running memory. Everything comes and goes in a hurry. We exist here and then disappear from here. Then there is a strange environment and a strange life. We are always repeating our sadness and happiness, living a simple life, and then getting old and seeing everything we see in our dreams. The world turns so fast that we don't have much time to observe how time flies in our lives. ...
Once said: what should come will come sooner or later, and what should go will always go. It is time. Now we are too impetuous to feel the tranquility and softness of time. I wonder how we can touch the hand of time. It always leaves when you are not looking. In a blink of an eye, it is our graduation. Oh! This beautiful world ...
The prose of college life is like many dolls in China. We all have an experience, called the college entrance examination. And I went to an obscure two colleges. I was unusually calm when I learned that I was admitted to this university. I was admitted to the first choice school, and I was admitted to the first major, but I know that it is too late to regret the pain of passing by the west. I remember that I have seven bags, big and small. Besides the necessary clothes and shoes, there are some small things that I can't put down. After all, it's the first time to travel far away, and it's the first time to study in two municipalities and four provinces.
We arrived at school four days early. Standing in the school where I will study and live, I am disheartened. The dilapidated teaching building and backward hardware equipment are completely contrary to my image of the university. Repeatedly appeared in my mind, but my parents immediately dismissed my idea. They always encouraged me "heroes don't ask the source!" "That's it. I registered.
Military training 12 days, I was satisfied with five bullets in the department and team, and the rest was simply unbearable. Lazy students and serious tutors make me fall into painful memories from time to time, remembering the mistakes in my application at that time. At the opening ceremony, according to the process, all freshmen have to take the oath of admission, which is nothing more than sticking to something and not doing anything, but when I read that I am a student of * *, tears flowed out instantly. This is a very sad feeling, you have paid, but you are thousands of miles away from your dream. Here, I would like to warn my schoolmates that it is very important to spell the score if you don't regret it. When applying for the exam, they need not only caution but also courage. Because of the uncertainty of the score line, they are required to stick to their ideal school under the premise of estimating the score to prevent regret when publishing the list.
Subsequently, various student self-governing organizations, such as societies and student unions, recruited new students one after another, diluting the days full of regrets, and gradually let me discover that universities are actually quite colorful. After layers of interviews and assessments, I am honored to join two organizations with good reputation, and I like them. After half a year's experience, I want to tell my younger brothers and sisters who are going to college that student organizations are like hobbies that enrich their lives, but they don't have enough enthusiasm and interest. Don't sign up blindly. Because behind the name of euphemistic exercise, you are also ruthlessly depriving you of your free time.
Half a year's college life, like an inner struggle, never stops. Without good financial management ability and high self-control, I spent a lot of money at home in half a year. In addition to the necessary three meals a day, I keep snacks and buy clothes every day, and the rest of the expenses are mixed with friends. In the Foreign Languages Institute, everything is lacking except girls. Because I watched a lot of activities, I met a few boys and friends who could chat, which made my roommates envious. When there are no classes or holidays, we will find various reasons to escape from campus, watch movies, visit supermarkets, roadside, eat and go to game halls. ...
Because most of my friends are boys except my roommates, when I get friendship, I sometimes can't help dreaming. I remember when I first met this boy, my impression was not good. But he showed his enthusiasm for me everywhere, telling me his love history and saying that he was single. Please invite me to dinner if you have something to do. Of course, I disagree. Then he asked me for something and invited me. Gradually, our contact increased. Through getting along, I found that he is versatile, athletic and has some qualities that I don't have. He didn't say that he likes me directly, but I have a vague feeling of liking him. Many times, I wanted to tell him, because that girl was more reserved and didn't say it later. The reason is that I found out that he is actually dating his girlfriend. I can't tolerate this kind of boy the most, so nothing is allowed.
College life is not stress-free, but this kind of pressure is not given to you by outsiders, so you should find it yourself. Nearly a semester has passed, and the final exam seems to meet unexpectedly like all the first time. Preparation week, there is no crazy preparation, just when I am dizzy, grab a book casually, read it several times, shake my head, go back to sleep and repeat it for seven days and seven nights. However, the results later left us speechless. I'm ashamed to say that two of the four people in our dormitory failed. And I, myself, understand that there is a subject on the verge of hanging or not hanging, and the teacher gave me the opportunity to reform. I remember what the teacher told me on QQ at that time: just don't bother to make up the exam.
Freshman, life is really rich. Doing small business (losing money), soliciting sponsorship, organizing friendships, visiting surrounding cities, taking roller coasters, taking classes, soaking in libraries, making friends, or not attending classes, etc., which cannot be experienced elsewhere, will be experienced in universities. But we must know that while experiencing these things, we are also experiencing our youth. Playing can be another day, eating can be another day, but youth can't be another day, and another day is old. At the best time of life, we should think about what tomorrow is while experiencing the colorful life that our grandparents and grandparents have never experienced. I don't want to regret what I didn't do. After so much experience, I know what to stick to and what to give up. What to see clearly and what not to say. Finally, I send a message to myself and my friends who are in mixed universities like me: Take control of yourself.