The arrival of zero,

Broke all hopes;

At midnight,

Announced my death.

Blood gradually coagulates,

But the heat flows out of the eyes,

I've lost my mind,

No sadness.

With the last breath,

Waiting for the rain at dawn from midnight,

Let the cold rain seep into every pore,

I have nowhere to hide and I don't want to hide.

Let me experience this cold baptism,

Take the road to hell;

"I don't want to wander between light and dark,

I might as well sink in the dark. "

Let the rain wash away my sins,

Let me easily step into the dark door,

Death is just the beginning. ...

2. First, college life: dreams come first.

We enjoy life,

Happiness, we pursue.

In the time train,

Everyone's expression is different.

Some are confused and helpless, and some are firm and confident.

Everyone follows their own trajectory,

Set out with a dream.

This train always likes to play jokes on us.

We can't predict the end of the next stop,

What it will arrange for us.

Is it a bittersweet experience, or the suffering of joys and sorrows.

So before we leave,

You should choose your own terminal.

Get on the right train in the right place.

Maybe this is a one-way train,

Maybe it's a road of no return.

Anyway, keep your faith,

Fight for your goal!

When we are somewhere in a month,

When I think back to my first choice,

There are always some people who sigh and regret.

Even played and defeated by those cruel realities.

Many people always want to buy that kind of luxurious return ticket.

In fact, these have become unimportant.

Today's life is determined by the choices we made three years ago.

Today, our choices will determine our life in three years.

Attitude determines height,

Ability determines strength,

Vision determines the realm.

Life is like this, knowing how to grasp the details of college life,

Learn to cherish, tomorrow's sun will be more gorgeous.

Second, our brilliant university life.

Our lives

From ancient times to modern times

Our thoughts

From once to the future

Where life stops.

We are writing a poem.

When we write poetry,

Life stops in the present reality.

We don't have... right now

Either once or later.

Whether it is ancient or modern.

Under the big aura, it is a collective escape.

Individuals disappear in endless years.

This is our glorious era.

In autumn, I broke into the forest of thoughts.

Pick up a fallen leaf of thought.

Where fallen leaves fall.

It's like a melon is ripe inadvertently.

I have fallen, and I can't find my native place anymore.

It will be colder in cold Shan Ye.

Only the depths of the ocean

It is the direction for young people to write poetry.

Youth, riding a raft in the ocean.

Chase the river of primitive ancestors from a distance.

Wandering and shouting poems

Dive into the ocean and hold your breath.

In the heart of the ocean

Dancing in the center of the sea

3. Dreams start here.

Meditate repeatedly before the college entrance examination.

When will the university dream come true?

I took an oath at my desk during the college entrance examination.

Accept the selection of the motherland with excellent results

Today my wish has finally come true.

Ah, the dream university campus.

Beautiful, elegant, lively and quiet.

Sometimes happiness is like the tide.

Sometimes it is as quiet as a temple.

Youth shines here.

Knowledge spreads here.

Here is the ideal flower.

Walking into campus is like

There are many beautiful paths winding.

A pair of search steps hurried forward.

A never-ending river is rushing.

A sailboat racing against the clock is competing for the first place.

A huge aircraft carrier rumbled.

Full of ideals, sail for glory and glory.

Walking into campus is like

A stove splashed with steel flowers.

A garden with green seedlings and red flowers

A high mountain twists and turns.

There are all kinds of goods in the supermarket.

…………

Ah! My beautiful university campus

From then on, I made an oath.

I want to get exercise in this furnace.

I want to absorb the nutrients in the garden to my heart's content.

I want to swim in this turbulent ocean.

I want to be selected in this supermarket.

I know the ideal

Not a mythical dream, but

Burning flame

The silent call that flashed in the night sky

I will be very firm and brave.

Set sail for the ideal

I know, maybe on the way.

Wind and rain will tear the sails.

Bad waves will break the mast.

But I firmly believe

Is the backbone that will never stop playing.

What will never be torn is faith.

My boat

Will definitely break through the storm.

Go straight to the other side of the ideal

Ah, my beautiful university campus.

I am a freshman.

I am a young eagle.

I am a proud petrel

Fly to beauty

March towards glory

Dreams start here.

The other side of the ideal

That's where my dream came true. ...

4. My university

-I'm not Gorky

My college is not a fantasy.

An ancient tree

There was a faint light flashing between the gaps.

Below is a straight cement road.

It also makes me wonder when to turn.

A paradise of dreams!

What is it like?

The wings of birds on the top of the tower

Was it my original dream?