University is like a bus outside the school gate. It is the beginning of a semester when you get on the bus and go back. If you don't come back when you get on the bus, you graduate. After graduation, you miss college life a little, get used to dormitory life, get used to evening seminars, get used to people bringing clothes in together when it rains, get called when you skip class occasionally, taste other people's dishes when you eat, and several people use the same key to open the same one.
Graduation season is a beautiful but sad season. When we graduated, our mood was wet. Graduation is like a big question mark. From then on, we bid farewell to the innocence of youth, and each of us embarked on our own journey, went far away, and entered the society that we were already familiar with.
This season, is it carnival or confusion, is it telling yourself that it doesn't matter whether you have a pleasant trip or quietly telling yourself that everything doesn't matter? Here, the last carnival is going on, where we are finally screaming and heartbroken silently. In this season, we have to experience our own parting. Although we know in our hearts that no port will stay forever, at that intersection, there are my most cherished friends, ups and downs of growth, and moments of sharing, which I will always remember.
On the night of the graduation party, I could hear the screams on the floor. Maybe, if I don't confess, I really won't have a chance to speak again. That night, I saw my roommate who was drunk and crying at the stairs. My strict aunt was very tolerant and handed me a cup of well-meaning tea. That night, the serious and unsmiling teacher sang and danced with the students' input.
Before the party, many people were thinking, how many friends can you really make after four years of college? This meal is just a ceremony. How can they cry? However, when the cake printed with the words "Happy Graduation from Kindergarten" was brought out and the ups and downs we had gone through in the past four years were played on the big screen, our eyes were moist.
We graduated, the graduation party was the last banquet, and then we went our separate ways.