: My freshman life
I have bid farewell to the green freshman era and ushered in my sophomore life. At this time, there is only one feeling-time flies.
I still remember last September, when I came to college far away from my family and friends, I felt that everything around me was so strange, but at the same time I was a little excited. Under the guidance of my seniors, I found a dormitory where I will live for four years. There are two students in the dormitory, one from Chongqing, one from Changsha ... and one from * * * ... We had too many memories in the dormitory on 4 16. ...
Our school is different from other schools. Our military training is scheduled for the National Day holiday. Therefore, Suto is the beginning of our classmates' acquaintance ... In Suto, we forget our age, gender and identity, just to complete the tasks assigned by the coach. In Suto, I realized the importance of unity and cooperation. In Suto, I paid the sweat and gained the touch. ...
Military training, exciting days come unexpectedly, people say that only after the baptism of military training is the beginning of a real university. Military training is undoubtedly hard, not only to endure hot summer days, but also to endure the "teaching" of instructors. After a few days, the panel was tanned and the soles of the feet peeled off, but we must persist, because we can't embarrass the second battalion and the seventh company, but in the end we lost the school gymnastics performance. As a result, many students cried. But in military training, we learned "unity, patience and sense of honor", which is more important than anything else. These three words will accompany me all my life.
Farmhouse. Guiyuan Tianju is a poetic name. Here, we can sing, play billiards, play mahjong, watch TV and play chess. More importantly, we can cook by ourselves. There are 40 people in our family, one by one, gathered here. Here, I find all the boys in my class are good. "Out of the hall, down to the kitchen" is really a veritable description of the boys in my class.
The first class meeting was held in the boys' dormitory. The main purpose is not for the things in the class, but to strengthen the communication between students and enhance their feelings. Here, every student has won the first prize in the university, and mine is the best listening prize. Here, we play tricks on people and the whole class participates. Here, we ate what each dormitory bought. Here, we talk about our roommates ... here, we laugh happily. ...
For the first time, I celebrated my classmates' birthdays on the same day. We played fake marriage, arranged for a male classmate to propose to a female classmate who had a birthday, arranged for a female classmate to propose to a male classmate who had a birthday, and sang that you are going to marry me today, so that two couples entered the marriage hall ... We showed our talents in the dormitory and sent birthday wishes. Here, we are not only classmates, but also brothers and sisters and a family.
Of course, the real theme of college life is learning, and playing is just the spice of our life. In order to pass CET-4, we have to get up at six o'clock every day and walk for half an hour to do morning reading. In order to enrich our knowledge, we can soak in the library all day. However, some people say that students who don't skip classes are not good students, which actually has some truth. In fact, universities can only rely on self-study. In class, they may not learn useful knowledge. Sometimes they have to go to class just because they are afraid of the arrival of teachers, but not every teacher is so strict, so some classes can still be skipped ... Skipping classes, which never appeared in my dictionary before college, but came to college.
Another theme of the university is activity. We can always see our class in freshman talent competition, 3+2 basketball competition, military training essay competition, debate competition, dormitory culture festival, handwritten newspaper competition, English word competition, early reading exhibition, cross-country competition, school sports meeting, class uniform design competition, tour guide competition, graduation party, etc.
I always liked traveling, and I didn't really travel until I went to college. Shaoshan, Chairman Mao's hometown, is the first place I have really been in my life. Here, I left my footprints ...
Freshman, I have done a lot of things, but I seem to have accomplished nothing. Freshman, I had many goals, but none seemed to be achieved. Freshman year is coming to an end, and I have gained friendship, but I have made no achievements in my study. My personality has not changed, and I have not done what I want to do. Sophomore, I will continue to work hard and believe I can do it!
To our dead freshmen.
Time flies, flies like a shuttle, as if everything is just a moment. In retrospect, we are already seniors and sisters, not the younger brothers and sisters who came to the university with fairy tales at that time. It's quite shocking to think about it!
With the fervor of September, we came here with a red-hot heart, hoping that "nine days to get the moon, five oceans to flourish", open our long-cherished dream world, "spread your wings and soar", add icing on the cake to our fairy-tale university, "show your personality and achieve yourself" and play the symphony of our brilliant life. However, the spark between ideal fullness and realistic backbone dazzled us, made us dizzy and burned us to pieces. Therefore, we began to question!
Vagrancy swept most of us like a plague. As a result, the "shunt theory" of universities has moved from theory to practice, and some students have "advanced wave after wave" and devoted themselves to games, eventually making outstanding contributions to the "shunt theory"; Some students, "don't forget your initiative, for eternity", fall in love with their own ideals, seek "the victory of ordinary people" in "wandering" and stick to their fairy-tale dreams!
The wise man said: "Freshman is a year of wandering, sophomore is a year of shouting, junior is a year of mourning for the past, and senior is qualified to be a" flower picker ". We have tasted the wandering years, and we all know what it is like. Now, we have prepared the legendary "scream" with the "scripture" of our freshman year. Although we don't know the result, we never want to "mourn the past". "Spend it in the morning" can only be a nap!
Although I dare not have the extravagant hope of "studying for the rise of China", pursuing "self-improvement for the glory of life" is definitely not a delusion. Freshman is an inspirational year for us, but also a year of confusion and doubt, but it is by no means a decadent year for us, and it is also the cornerstone of our four-year university. If we are not careful, we will lose everything in four years. Then, we will definitely lose on the chessboard of life. Therefore, in our freshman year, we set up our own ideal banner, which is to blow the horn of forging ahead into the future.
The wasted time tells us that the fantasy freshman is already a memory. On this memory card, we deeply feel that our fairy tale world has frosted, but our "flower on the other side" is getting more and more enthusiastic. The higher the lighthouse tree on our life road, the brighter it is. We know our ideals and reality clearly by wasting time.
Strolling through the sophomore and freshman year, it seems that it is still difficult to hide my feelings, and I will take it as a warning in the future! Open your hazy eyes, the sky is sunny, and the spring is just right on the road. Take the ideal gentleman, set out with a whip, leave wet words and remember the new life in the past. ...
Who opened the curtain of my freshman year?
Night has fallen, accompanied by the long sound of the train, I left this lovely place where I have lived for nearly 20 years with my bags on my back, and started the first step of my ideal solo travel. I'm going to college, and my destination is Tianjin.
Xi in September is particularly hot, and it is also the peak of university opening. This originally populous city is getting hotter and hotter, and people at the railway station are jostling with each other and unable to move. My mother, my second aunt and my second uncle walked me to the door. From then on, I finally started to walk a thousand miles alone and started my freshman life on the train.
It seems that most of the students on the train are accompanied by their parents, and some have several parents! People from all directions speak dialects from all directions, just like fighting a war. They can't tell the enemy from me, and they can't understand what others are saying. Only their own companions know, but what they say is endless, and the whole carriage is called a bustle.
I remember it was about six o'clock in the afternoon when I arrived at Tianjin Railway Station. Baolong came to pick me up and we took the bus 186 back to school. There are many people and the queue is very long. It's a little dark and foggy, and the city lights are already on, looming in the fog, and the red, green and green are very charming. Finally we squeezed into 186 and returned to Dagang. In the car, we talked about my journey and the city I first set foot in with pure Ningxian dialect. He pointed at me and followed his hand. I'm a little surprised. An almost arc-shaped building is on our left, which is very shocking under the night and the city lights. Maybe it was foggy, so this building made me like this. I can't help sighing that if I go home and tell the old people in the village, they won't believe me. Later, I personally went to the front of this building and learned that her name was "World Financial Center".
Finally, we arrived at the platform near the school. We found the school with luggage under the slightly yellow light, but we only went in for half a circle and came out. It's too late, the school hotel is full, so we have to find a place outside. We searched all the hotels near the school, and the hotels along the road were full from here to there. "There are no rooms these days. It is near the school. It's all started. They are all students from afar and parents who accompany them. " A boss told us, "It won't happen again tonight. You two really can't choose a date. Today is Friday. " Speaking of today's Friday, the boss seems to deliberately lengthen his voice. I didn't understand what it meant, and I didn't ask much. I left in a hurry. Baolong smiled, a little strange. I'm at a loss. It took me more than a year to understand the boss's meaning and Baolong's smile. What is hateful is that the boss said that he could drive us to find a house, but he dragged us all the way to the street and still couldn't find it. Instead, he earned the fare from our pockets. Seeing that the boss was unreliable, Baolong decided decisively that we should get off the bus and find it ourselves.
It's past nine o'clock, almost ten o'clock, and we are still dragging our luggage through this strange city, watching every shop close, a light goes out, and only a faint street lamp hangs pitifully on a high iron railing. I am very impatient. Are we going to spend the night by the roadside? Bao Long seems to be safe. He didn't say anything. Maybe he knows the situation here more or less! At that moment, I was even more grateful that I met this bosom friend in high school.
My feet are numb, and pulling this big box makes me exhausted. Finally, under the exploration of Baolong, we found a daily rental house. The landlord and aunt are very accommodating, because we can't watch TV, and we are short of ten yuan. In this way, the accommodation problem was solved, the house and luggage were put away, and we went to a ramen restaurant not far away to treat our hungry stomachs. That night, I was really tired, not because of anything else, but because I was looking for a place to live We have almost traveled all over Dagang. Baolong saw that I was very tired, so he asked me to go to bed early. Naturally, I wouldn't be polite in front of him, so I just fell down. I spent my first night in Tianjin in a day rental house. I'm glad to have Baolong with me.
The next morning, after we finished washing, Baolong took me back to school to register. I ran around in the dark last night, not knowing where I was, where I came from, and how I got back to school. I have no idea. The only thing I know for sure is that I am still in Tianjin. We went back to school by taxi, and Han Chao told me the registration process. Han Chao and I are fellow villagers from the same county, but we have never met. That was the first time we met. I paid the fee, received my head portrait and got the accommodation list of the gym. Baolong accompanied me to the dormitory for "4 nights" to get bedding and found dormitory beds 427 and 2. A thin boy with red and black hair walked into the dormitory. He is the first roommate I know, Gu. With the help of Baolong, I made my bed and finally got home at one breath. After that, Baolong accompanied me to learn about the campus where I will live for four years, such as Nanxing Lake, Beilang Garden, library, gymnasium, playground and restaurant. ...
In the afternoon, Baolong went back to school, and I went back to the dormitory.