"Unity is strength, and unity is strength". Sometimes I miss how time flies and go back to the time three years ago. My parents and I walked into this campus with curiosity and came to the most important stop in my life-my university. Looking at the childish faces of military training freshmen, I suddenly have mixed feelings, and I have entered the ranks of senior three, without the passion and momentum of my freshman year.
Every day, carrying Li Yongle, New Oriental hurried to find a study room, followed by a day of hard study. Occasionally he looks up at the sky outside, and the clouds in the sky are no different from those in high school. His ears seem to remember the voice of his deskmate. "Hey, the teacher is here, don't be distracted!" Suddenly woke up, feeling very lost, surrounded by a quiet study room, or people are struggling for their dream of the last youth campus. I only see a few people looking out of the window occasionally, wondering privately if he is also missing the past years, and then suddenly waking up with a disappointed face. Yes, you all came to the university. This is a place where there is no deskmate, and there may be no iron brothers and sisters like high school. There are always some barriers between people, and people can't laugh unscrupulously and think about the future carefree as before. You will find that it seems that everyone has a grand goal and ideal in mind, but unfortunately, you don't know these. Maybe one day in the future, someone around you will win a prize in a competition and go abroad directly, and you will be subconsciously dumbfounded. Ah, what's the matter What about me? What am I doing?
I'm not saying this to denigrate college life, because only after you have experienced it will you know that this is a place to really exercise you, in study, life, communication, emotion and psychology. When you go through four years of college life, you will find that you will become less and less familiar with yourself four years ago, you will learn to hide your troubles, you will learn to live alone, you will learn the ability to surprise one class a week, you will learn to deal with complex interpersonal relationships by yourself, and you will learn many problems that you have never thought about before. Unfortunately, you have to think. Don't feel pressured, and don't feel that college life is not wonderful. Similarly, you will experience a lot of happiness that you didn't realize before, such as the excitement and tears of fighting for weeks or even months to do a project, such as falling in love, holding hands, for example, many, many, many, many, but I really want to tell you a truth, college, you must be prepared to study again, your college life must be well planned, and you must know where your future is, yourself. Three years ago, a senior said the same thing to me, but I didn't realize the importance of this sentence at all. Do you regret it? Hehe, hehe to yourself, it's too late. I can't wear that rough uniform and sing military songs next door. You can't try your best to squeeze in a club when you see a new advertisement. You are not what you were three years ago. You can no longer use ignorance as a shield to deal with those unknown things. However, as a senior student, I still want to express my feelings here, hoping to encourage those students who have not started college life or are walking, and to encourage themselves. It will be updated irregularly in the future, which may include learning articles, life films and emotional articles. Some people read it, but no one regards it as my last thought here as a student in China. I can't write it for myself.
I don't know if anyone has read the online novel ten years ago, which is also the best one I have ever read. The story called Wukong. Interested students can go and have a look. It's interesting and enlightening.
Although Zhu Bajie and the Monkey King are miraculous, they are, after all, small and weak people in the face of fate. The Monkey King, who is indomitable spirit, is actually the frightened little monkey, and Tian Feng, who is determined to fight against fate, refuses to treat Ah Yue as a pig after all unless absolutely necessary. Immortals are still like this, not to mention us little people born small? With the growth of my age, my great ambition of "willing to ride the wind and break the waves" cherished as a teenager has long since vanished, leaving only a walking corpse still alive. I am not a pig crying at the moon in the middle of the night, because I know my identity! But they finally overcame their fate, and what about me? This is a brief introduction to this book.
Start my article with this book.
I can control my emotions, I can adjust my emotions, I will smile calmly, I will yield indifferently, I will not impulsively release my youthful anger, I will not throw myself into those desperate last-life loves.
Everyone will become like this. Everyone once made a scene in heaven, trying to solidify his heroic spirit on the legendary the Monkey King for thousands of years. Everyone used to be a pig, obsessed with pure love, preferring to suffer from reincarnation rather than forget his lover in previous lives.
But they all died in the end.
They are tightly bound by a golden hoop spell called growth, and gradually become tamed sand monks who are familiar with the world and the rules of the game. He only knows how to find the target but doesn't know the significance of the investigation.
Life has changed us beyond recognition. No one can afford the pain of growing up and the price of freedom, but everyone must bear it.
I can be moved, but it shows that I am still struggling and nothing else can explain it.
Is there a smile that has not been exposed to wind and frost for 500 years? Are there any walkers who are still trudging?
Remember these two sentences.
"I don't want anything invincible in the world." This is what the Monkey King said to the Buddha all over the sky.
"You will understand later, when you see your soul in another person." This is what Pig Bajie told Chang 'e.
They, one represents the ideal of lifelong struggle and the other represents lifelong love.
Everyone is the unruly monkey king when he first came to college or before he came to college, the monkey who dared to try to compete with the Jade Emperor. Everyone comes to the university campus with such a dream. If so, then I want to say, you are lucky, I hope you can stick to it. In college, people who are used to doing nothing all day and working hard in DOTA, those who initially looked down on others and went to the base or team to do projects, however, those who later won the prize and laughed it off, yes, by contrast, these people lost, and they lost miserably, but they still refused to admit that they lost. They still bury their heads in DOTA, never thinking about the future or what they will do in the future. So, if you have a dream, please stick to it. Don't be assimilated by some people around you and don't be disturbed by these people. University should not only sleep late, DOTA, but also have dreams, yours and mine.
I have never been a person with great plans and goals. I grew up with the care and help of my parents and teachers. When I came to college, I was like a child who had been walking on the broad road, suddenly thrown into a dense forest, and then said to you, son, go, go to your future. I don't know where to go. There is no one around to lead me in front or push me behind as before. The whole world suddenly quieted down, leaving only my heartbeat and breathing. Then I walked and suddenly saw many beautiful flowers on the roadside of a road, so I turned and walked into the path excitedly, holding those small flowers in my hand and smelling the fragrance, which was refreshing, so I thought this was the distance I wanted, and then I watched the flowers along the way, but I was wrong. When the last little flower withered, I looked at nothing ahead. At this time, I suddenly found that there were many fruit trees with different colors at the fork in the road not far ahead. I was so thirsty that I rushed to the path like crazy. I walked all the way, tasting those sweet and juicy wild fruits, and suddenly felt that it was the most delicious thing in the world. It is better to go this way, haha, eat and drink, not tired. But I got well again and ate the fruit. When I finished eating the last wild fruit in my pocket, I found that there was no difference between the road ahead and the road ahead, and there was nothing. I began to regret myself again. I shouldn't have taken this road in the first place, but that's what I took, so it doesn't matter. Let's move on. So I embarked on a journey again. There are countless novel things in the middle that attract me to different paths. The final result is without exception. The road I face is still colorless. Slowly, I began to get tired. I am no longer attracted by those interesting things. I want to end this road. With this in mind, after a while, I miraculously came to the end of the road and walked out of this big forest.
I believe everyone has their own views on how to understand such a story that is not a story. Yes, after I came to college, I had no direction. Playing mobile phone in class every day, never thinking about doing homework. I ran to the school computer room every now and then, as if only that place could calm my impetuous heart, but I still struggled to run to the computer room, turn on the computer, log on to QQ, and then stare blankly at the computer screen for a long time, and my heart became more and more agitated. Unconsciously, I have been getting farther and farther away from the original road. I learned to skip classes, copy homework, play DOTA in Internet cafes all night, and sleep until one or two in the afternoon, and despise those students who study by themselves with their schoolbags on their backs and go to the library every day. There will always be a suitable sentence in my heart. However, I have gradually discovered that I am no longer the child who is full of curiosity about everything, because I will not be on pins and needles when I do a problem. I am no longer the child who seems to be indifferent to his grades, but secretly fights for his head. I will never smile from ear to ear and often think about my future. I have changed, fallen, followed the crowd, become self-motivated and don't know myself.
I remember when I first came to college, I accidentally found an unread letter in QQ mailbox. Call it a letter. It was sent by a high school classmate, and the content was a bit messy. To my surprise, this is actually a love letter. I read it from beginning to end, but I can't remember the general content. I only remember that girl said that she likes me to sit in an empty classroom every afternoon, with my back against the classroom wall and my eyes closed. She said that there was a cold murderous look on me at that time, and she liked it very much. I remember seeing the word murderous look, and I was a little surprised myself. I want to go too. At that time, I was in the second grade, and I didn't know what I was thinking when I closed my eyes. But now that I think about it, what is the use of knowing? Yes, I have changed, and so have the people around me. Will there be a moment when I think naughtily that I was back in a state of repose, but passers-by just glanced at it casually, then thought it was another person pretending to be deep, and then turned away. After a few seconds, there is no figure of the boy who pretended to be deep just now in my mind.
I remember telling others that sometimes I suddenly miss myself at that time, exhausted by my achievements, but I also laugh heartlessly. I don't want to be emotional or nostalgic when I say this. I'm tired of it. I just want to tell you that growth is inevitable, but if possible, as long as possible, I hope you don't lose yourself. For parents, for yourself, for the person in your heart, and even for him (her) who hasn't appeared yet, I hope you can keep a innocence and beauty, and don't be erased by the real world and human feelings too early. Otherwise, you may live a quiet life, but you may not live so wonderful again. I really don't want you to look at your current photos or articles in a few years and say, why is this boy so stupid? This is me. In fact, what I think in my heart is that I can still smile so brightly and so carefree. Unconsciously, a trace of helplessness has climbed into my heart.
Therefore, young girls, after talking so much nonsense, just want you to know that the real you are the cutest. Don't change the beautiful things in your heart, including innocence, love, persistence, struggle, dreams and yourself, for one reason or another.