In a blink of an eye, I have been away from campus life for nearly two years, and I really want to return to my long-lost campus and enjoy a carefree campus life. However, I know that's impossible. Besides, all I have left is nostalgia and memories. ?
During the two years of working, I also changed several different jobs, learned a lot, and what my parents expected of me during this time. Here, I can only say silently in my heart that I have let you down. When they call home every week, they always ask questions and tell me their worries. When I go home on holidays, my mood is always mixed. What I like is the joy of seeing my long-lost relatives. Sadly, my own affairs, my own work and my own work are so inappropriate in the eyes of my parents. Besides, I'm not young, and my friends' affairs are still unsettled, which is the focus of their concern. Seeing their white hair, those two eyes have been caring for their children all their lives.
I really want to tell them, don't worry about me, you have done a lot, and I will walk the rest of the way by myself, but I can't say anything to comfort them, because I know that even if I leave, they will still worry about me as always. I really want to go back to the beautiful campus life, where there is no social complexity, no confusion about the future, and no parents' eager eyes on themselves. ? I really want to go back to primary school. At that time, I was innocent, and what I said would be regarded as the age of childlike innocence. I also want to return to my ignorant youth, that distant love and that innocent friendship. I also want to go back to the high school life that burned the midnight oil for the college entrance examination 1000 days. That kind of life is full, that kind of life is very happy, and there are many unnecessary troubles.
But I want to go back to the beautiful college days that have passed away. Until now, I really understand that time is really gone forever. I really miss my college days. I have no pressure or trouble in my study. Every day is very simple. Four years of laughter and tears, hard work and harvest, all kinds of beauty, all moved me. ? When I first entered school, my classmates and sisters gathered from all over the province and met for the first time. From the difficulty of communicating with my hometown dialect to the scene that everyone is becoming more and more familiar with, I really miss that kind of beauty. Sometimes when you turn to the photos left before, you will naturally think of some interesting things. We all skip class together, stay in a daze in class together, and play mobile phones together in class. We travel, study and shop together. We all sang together, played night markets together and stayed up all night. We used to run around the school playground two or three times after self-study and then go back to the dormitory. We are sad together because of the trouble of make-up exams, the sadness of living expenses overdraft and the pain of lovers breaking up. However, we have worked together to overcome difficulties. ? All the good things that used to be are now memories, and I really miss them. I also want to try the feeling of skipping class in the morning because of sleeping late. I remember that we didn't want to go to an open class, but every time the substitute teacher called the roll, we were very depressed and had to go again, so we had to send the "representatives" to class in turn. It can really be said that "there are policies at the top and countermeasures at the bottom." When the teacher calls the roll, we each take a few names, answer the voice, and then change the voice to answer the next name. The sound is really one after another. ? I really miss it. Remember to stay up late before the exam, write cheat sheets and study all night. I remember the horror movies and entertainment programs we watched together in bed on weekends. I miss the beautiful and simple life more and more.
Now, I have more troubles and less innocence. I really want to go back to my former campus and a comfortable life in college. Now, we all went to different cities for different purposes, and we really want to go back to the past, when we met regularly every Tuesday afternoon, when we were happy, free and fearless. I really miss it and really want to get together again.