Many years ago, on the eve of graduation, I was preparing to leave school, and my mood was very complicated.
Some students reveled all night. After getting drunk, they threw beer bottles from tall buildings into the open space. Some people howl at the night sky. It seems that those voices can express their emotions instead of themselves.
During that time, I was very sad. For the future, although there is a vision, it is very light, and I don't know what the future looks like. Senior and senior, when returning to school after graduation, always told us that society is a big dye vat. I feel horrible.
My sadness is also because I can't bear to leave my boyfriend. Although we have made an appointment to reunite after several years, we also believe that it is still painful to leave immediately. I often laugh and cry. Actually, we haven't seen each other since we left school.
I remember my classmate saw me off at the railway station, and Jane brought me a dress specially. Later, she went to Australia. I remember a few years later, Z, who likes swords, came to visit me in Qufu. Simply speaking, he had a new girlfriend and was getting married.
On the train from Qingdao to Qufu that day, I cried almost all the way.
I sometimes think back to that time, because it is a part of life and it is impossible to forget it.
Once, I had regrets, but later, it faded. The road ahead is still long, and there is not much time to turn back.
I always remember my senior sister saying that society was terrible. It was not until later that I realized that although society was terrible, it was not so terrible that people stopped. Therefore, if someone asks me what I think of the present society, I will say that in fact, generation after generation has grown so much that people always leave school and join the society. Whether society is a dye vat depends on people.
I later worked in a bank. Although I was assigned to a hotel, which matched my major, I was not allowed at home. My father thinks traveling is too tiring for a girl. Father's orders are hard to disobey, and I understand his kindness and listen to his arrangements.
I am a complete stranger to finance. Before going to work, my father specially called me over and told me that I had to go to work, so I couldn't be as delicate as I was at home. At work, we should be diligent and studious, respect our predecessors, and so on. I have to say that that conversation had a profound impact on me, and I still remember its meaning today, which was tantamount to laying the foundation for my career.
I am very lucky. After working for a week, he was sent to attend the freshman training. I took a month off work and was held in China Bank Training Center in Tai 'an. That month was one of the happiest periods in my life. I am carefree, carefree. Besides studying every day, I play and watch TV with my colleagues in other industries. Later, I spent a similar time in Beijing, after I left the bank.
Worked at the cashier's counter of the bank for half a year and was transferred to do credit. The rules of the bank are very strict. As a novice with no foundation at all, I studied very hard and passed all the skill exams. Thank you for your careful guidance. The first year after graduation passed smoothly. Then in the second and third years, I became more and more easy to learn, because I wouldn't know what worked and what didn't. When I was in college, I didn't study hard. When I meet classes I don't like, such as tourism accounting and computer, I skip classes and go to the library to study. In the bank, I have to know something about accounting, especially doing credit, and I need to go to the enterprise to audit the accounts. So I began to study, and the bank slowly began to computerize, so I began to teach myself computers. Later, the bank also sent me out for training, and I took responsibility.
You can't say that college studies are useless just because your major is wrong and your knowledge is outdated. Actually, it is still useful. For example, there is a course in college that is English typing. The standard fingering laid a good foundation for me to practice Wu Bi fonts in the future. I really didn't know when I took that class. Moreover, many of the enterprises I am in charge of are in the tourism industry, which also makes some professional knowledge come in handy. I think one of my education is not to waste time by complaining. I try to find out some advantages.
Thank you very much to Bank of China. Eight and a half years have benefited a lot.
Of course, I've seen all kinds of bad things.
I have a colleague who is excellent and has strong business ability. Originally, the director of the credit department was vacant. He thought he would be promoted, but he didn't. The new section chief was transferred from ICBC, and he was very angry. Then, he started his own business and used his authority to borrow money from enterprises. Later, his factory suffered a serious loss and could not pay back the money. At this point, he has been reused by the industry and was sent to another branch as vice president, seeing a bright future. However, when he found that he could not get the money, he had to leave home and flee, leaving behind his wife and young daughter.
Many years later, he left a message on my blog saying that he had changed his identity and lived in another city. I was deeply moved by the thought of his wife and daughter.
I think anyone hacked by VAT will pay the price. Moreover, not only their own costs, but also their families. I heard that his wife wanted to study in Germany, but she was not approved because of his case. Later, I asked my classmate who worked in the Public Security Bureau that his case was out of time and he could go home, but was it worth the time he missed for so many years? I forgot to mention that the amount involved is only over two million. Excuse me. Just a little? This word, because, in our understanding of the banking system, the amount is not tens of millions, and it is not worthy of being called a case at all. A colleague of our provincial bank misappropriated public funds to speculate in futures, which caused huge losses. The amount is 500 million pounds.
The road of life, in the final analysis, is my own choice. I benefited from my father's teaching and didn't make any mistakes. I also benefited from the good training given by the bank, which enabled me to have professional quality and excellent skills. This skill became an opportunity for me to enter the it industry after I left the bank.
Although the face of youth is beautiful and the mind is innocent and simple, I don't miss it. Occasionally go back and summarize along the way and learn lessons. Just like the graduation season that year, although I was sad, I knew it was only temporary. With excitement and passion, I devoted myself to strange fields, studied hard and gradually began to be independent. That is the real starting point of life, and the best time is always present and future.
From leaving school to stepping into society, I understand your anxiety and desire. There are beauty and ugliness in society. Society may or may not be a dye vat, but everyone can be his own life designer. From school to society, active efforts are the best pedal in the transition period. I wish you a good journey, and the road ahead is bright. I wish you a good blueprint design and its realization! (Text/Xiao Qiushui)
Emil Wakin Chau's singing came from the campus radio, and I felt busy for another year. Singing is always so sad, sprinkled in every corner of the campus from unfamiliar to familiar.
I once came to this land from afar with my hopes and blessings, with my hard work, with everyone's expectations and with my enthusiasm for the university. The moment you step into the school gate, it's like watching the dawn in the dark and the rain and dew on the grass. You are also eager to grow up here!
Once green, once lonely, once helpless, in time and confidence, in efforts, in care and enthusiasm, it has become far away, and the joy and experience and vicissitudes seen from the mature smiling face when leaving have all been laughed off.
Sunlight passes through hills, through tall trees, and shines on quaint walls, looking for young figures in time, dancing lightly, graceful, or the shade printed on the ground by sunset.
Everything in the university campus is so beautiful, comfortable and clean, winding and secluded, well-decorated hut, unrestrained management and devoted study.
The colorful life course has been stagnant here for several years, but I have written a long memory in my life. I will think of it inadvertently in a foreign land in the future, which is worth remembering for a long time.
I once forgot the road under my feet. I once thought that parting was still a symbol. But when the graduation day came quietly, when the teacher finished the last class and returned all the books borrowed from the library, I realized that parting was so close at hand. Farewell, wake up in the morning with a loud horn; Say goodbye and hurry to the busy classroom; Goodbye and enjoy yourself in the dormitory; Farewell, nostalgic scenery, moving scenes.
The wind blows, making my hair dance and my heart feel relaxed. The green leaves are in front of us. They used to like that purity. With the disappearance of youth, the leaves are painted with some melancholy colors and wither together.
Bloom's blooming season is full of spring, and the cold wind indicates bleak winter. The season of sweet-scented osmanthus has ushered in your youth. In this early summer of June, you should stay away, draw a full stop here and start your long-awaited dream.
I don't know when you began to wake up, when you found that you are no longer young, when you found that chatting online is also very time-consuming, when you saw that you were sitting on the bench and couldn't be yourself, when you couldn't calm down at ordinary times, when you should study but stop reading at night, when you found that you lost a lot, or when you were holding hands, when you obviously felt reluctant to give up?
The heart is no longer ups and downs, it is another year of separation. Your footsteps are already so heavy, with sadness and bitterness, with hope and loss. The road ahead may have been tried for a long time, but when you really face it, you realize that you have to lose a lot at the same time. No longer young, no longer naive, no longer dependent, no longer procrastinating, a new life is both hope and fear; No more delusions, no more perfunctory, no more frivolous, no more fun, what is lost is innocence and pain.
The road is walking at this time, accompanied by singing, no matter what, you must face the front. Let's set out together and start a new journey. It depends on your actions and efforts, whether you choose to accelerate or step by step.
Because parting is the end and will be the starting point.
I wish all those who leave the campus a pleasant journey!
I remember last year, in such a bleak winter, I was preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination. My body was very tired, but my heart was very warm.
There is a boy who often wears a white wool scarf and always sits in the third row in the middle of the classroom in the 402 building, while I always sit in the fifth row behind him. Then I can't help looking at his black and supple hair, occasionally seeing his thin and smiling side face and hearing his soft words when talking to his companions. His lily-like purity attracted me deeply. Occasionally, when I am tired and don't want to study, I will feel very warm when I think of him, and then I will take up my bag and go to 402.
In this way, I have been guided by his warm appearance to study by myself, and I can also solve those linear algebra problems that make me headache happily. At that time, the way I treated myself well was to leave myself twenty minutes of fantasy time every day. He is an imaginary hero and a gentle knight.
I still remember that noon, the bright sunshine was fascinating. Everyone else in the classroom went to lunch one after another. When I was alone at last, I sang a song, and my heart would go on quietly to express my good mood. At the climax of the song, Lily boy suddenly pushed the door and came in, probably coming back for self-study after lunch. I was embarrassed and stopped quickly. He looked at me with his usual gentle eyes, and then sat down as if he agreed. I was hit by that kind of wishful eyes. Even in uncontrolled dreams, he often appeared. He gently said to me, put on another dress and I will wait for you here. So charming, pure and certain. So I want to tell him my confession but I haven't said it. This is my deepest regret so far. I didn't ask him for any contact information because of shyness, the pressure of the exam, and my self-esteem for fear of being injured after being rejected, and finally I missed him.
On the night after the exam, I came to the familiar classroom again, looking forward to seeing him. But I was the only one sitting in the third row in the middle of the classroom, with the light on, and he never moved. I really want to feel what he felt here and miss his smiling face.
Until now, I still often think of that day, the lily-like him. Walking on campus and in the street, I look forward to meeting him countless times. Tell him I've been looking for you for a long time
But in the end, I never saw him again.