College graduates' cognition of Fan.
Graduation is just around the corner, and college life is about to die. At this time, standing at the terminal of the long road to study, I am filled with emotion and thoughts, and the past bits and pieces are vivid in my mind. At this time, in the face of my beloved teacher, lovely classmates and beautiful campus, although there are thousands of words in my heart, when I started to write, I found that the past scenes kept flashing, but my hand could not write anything.
I was so excited when I received the admission notice four years ago that I thought I was finally admitted to college. I know that I am neither a gifted student nor a diligent student, so it is not easy for me to enter the university. After school, what I saw and heard was not what I expected. I heard students complain about the small scale and poor equipment of this school. The teacher also told us clearly that the school has just entered the university, is very young, and is still developing in all aspects. We warned students not to complain, but to face it with a safe attitude when it comes, stop complaining, bury yourself in your studies, and take your fate into your own hands. It's no use just complaining. After listening to the teacher's words, I climbed into the study room on the sixth floor of the library. There is a quiet learning environment and a good learning atmosphere, and it has been my learning position for four years. I have learned all kinds of knowledge here, consolidated my foundation and broadened my knowledge.
In my junior year, I went to a rural school to teach for half a year. Although time has passed, my memory is still clear. This half-year teaching experience has written an extraordinary page in my life, which has greatly improved my thinking and teaching skills. There, I saw the simplicity and diligence of students, felt the students' strong thirst for knowledge, and saw the shortsightedness of some parents. They let their children who love to study and study well drop out of school to work outside. Some parents only care about their own affairs one day, regardless of their children, and give them sticks if they fail the exam, which makes me understand the importance of education. Only through education can we improve farmers' cultural quality and moral cultivation and truly build a new socialist countryside. Teaching experience is precious, the significance of teaching is great, and the influence of teaching is far-reaching.
Through the youth of freshman year, the confusion of sophomore year, junior year? Mature? Did I come to the fork in the road for postgraduate study or for work? This should be regarded as the most meaningful choice and the most independent choice for me since I was a child. The road ahead is unknown. This hesitation has puzzled me for a long time. Which road to choose and which choice is most suitable for me are more conducive to my development. Finally, I decided to take the postgraduate entrance examination, so I only stayed at home for ten days last summer vacation, and then I never went home until the end of the postgraduate entrance examination. Like other postgraduate students, I stay in the study room every day and read books and do problems over and over again. In this process, I used to be high-spirited, disheartened and confused. Finally, I persisted and survived, and the final result was satisfactory. Although the day of postgraduate entrance examination is over now, the experience of preparing for the exam is always unforgettable. In a word, it is a wonderful feeling, which can only be realized through hard experience.
Finally, talk about my school. Although my school is not a famous school, what she gave me is something that others can't give. She taught me the true meaning of happiness: contentment is always happy. As the ancients said, those who are satisfied are always happy. Don't pursue those illusory things too much, as long as you do your job well, you can reap down-to-earth happiness. Freshmen often sigh with their classmates when they first enter school. Our school is so empty, and it's the first time that we find so many buildings in our school. When we grow up, so does the school. Needless to say, there are many teaching buildings. Take the study room in our East Campus for example. When I was a freshman, there was only one study room in the library, which increased to two in my sophomore year and four in my junior year. Moreover, in order to make us have a comfortable learning environment, ceiling fans are installed in every study room, and beautiful flowers are placed on the windowsill. As long as we observe carefully, we will find that the school has been changing and getting better and better. I was particularly touched when I watched the school change bit by bit.
Looking back on the road, it is not very tortuous or long, but it is unforgettable. Maybe it's because it's dull, which makes people nostalgic. The quiet atmosphere, the light blue sky, the pure feelings, and the book fragrance drifting with the wind are all so precious and desirable compared with the noise outside the school. I am immersed in four years of life, recalling four years of dribs and drabs, until every moment between teachers, classmates and friends is dusty as the most precious trace in our memory. I am deeply grateful to my alma mater, my teachers, my classmates and my friends for their careful guidance and enthusiastic help in the past four years.
College graduates' cognition of Fan.
Dusk. Breeze. Jingjing campus
In the past four years, I have walked in the campus countless times. However, every time, I am thinking about my heart, and everything around me seems to have nothing to do with me. However, today's walk, I have to open my eyes and have a good look at this campus. I want to engrave everything on campus in my memory.
As the day of leaving school approaches, everything on campus is hazy with a willow tree.
The library is right in front of me. Facing the towering library, I feel short. When I was a freshman, I read Biography of Qian Zhongshu and learned that Qian Zhongshu University swept the Tsinghua Library for four years. At that time, I was ambitious and determined to sweep the library of Normal University. However, four years later, I didn't even sweep a corner of Normal University. Recently, every time I walked into the library, every time I saw a collection of essays with exquisite and elegant covers and a long-awaited but unread masterpiece, I was lost in my heart. It seems that I have been busy for four years, but what have I done? What have you gained? Sadly, I found that I bought only a few books with the best and most precious four years in my life: graduation certificate, degree certificate, Putonghua proficiency certificate, CET-4 certificate and CET-6 certificate. I still clearly remember that day I held five thin awards in my hand and shed tears. This is my harvest in four years. I obviously feel lost and heavy inside. After graduation, I found that the most sacred place on the university campus is not the classroom or the auditorium of Nuoda University, but the library full of books, wisdom and historical dust. A few years later, you may not remember what your beloved tutor taught you when you were sleepy in class, but you must remember that you were in a quiet library, thinking deeply with a knowing smile after listening to those lines of gorgeous words. If so, give me another year.
I like this tree-lined path, like the willows beside the tree-lined, and like the light green under the tree. I like to put on my favorite clothes and walk leisurely along this tree-lined path when the long skirt is shorter than the short skirt, imagining myself as a girl like lilac in the rain lane. I just want to meet someone, just want to meet him, just want my figure reflected in his eyes.
When I entered the dormitory, my roommate said that I would take photos in the class in the afternoon, and everyone would prepare for one minute. What should I say in that minute? Nothing is better than nothing, just leaving a figure. A figure that starts from here, drifting away, drifting away.
Sadness or joy, regret or satisfaction, all are red cherries and green bananas, which pass by in a hurry.
I don't know when I have stood under the dormitory. Maybe this building will be demolished many years later, but what I can't get rid of is the scene in my heart: a table, two bags of broad beans, three dishes of side dishes, four bottles of beer, eight good friends, crying, laughter, trembling flowers, sweat, boxing, guessing, the winner is happy, and the loser is miserable. I drink with Ali and suffer with him. Linger smiles crimson peach blossom Liu Suifeng; ? Always open? Wise outside and smart inside, sit firmly in the country; In the flowers? Erhui? Drink a glass of wine; ? A good wife and mother? Talk about the west and the east; Outdoor Laojiu, fish and water blend together. It's a crazy day for nuns.
I walked to a green tree, where many students were absorbed in reading, standing or sitting, silent or mumbling, or bending their mouths or frowning. Under this green forest tree, there was once a girl who often recited the pipa and Annabel Lee, and read "Girls' Flowers" and "April Tears" with deep affection. She was wearing a long white dress, swaying gently in the breeze. That girl is me.
Walking through the advertisement column, I looked at the colorful advertisements posted inside, about the ballroom dancing class held by the school fitness center and the guitar class held by the art department for four years. I have seen such advertisements countless times, and I have been moved countless times. I have decided to sign up countless times, but I have hesitated countless times for various reasons. I am about to graduate now, and if I leave school, I can postpone it for another half month.
College graduates' cognition of Fan Wensan
College life is over, and so are the fairy tales on campus? I asked myself and didn't want to answer.
Still in the familiar light, walking on the familiar cement road, still seeing students coming and going in a corner of the school. Students preparing to graduate are abandoning their daily necessities, study materials and so on. I have been with them for several years. Under the dim street lights, they looked helpless, sad and haggard. Watching our younger brothers perform our stories, we will unconsciously show our maturity and elegance to show their youth and ridiculousness, although I still yearn for them and envy them. This jealous way makes people feel bitter and shabby.
I listen to music, trying to evoke stories and youth. I am such familiar friends with them that I can't believe they will leave me so cruelly. Just because it's all going to end? I don't want to tell myself because I'm afraid of the answer.
The ending is calm, because people greedily want to prove their existence, and peace is the soil of existence. I have to think about whether I went to college or I went to college.
The ending is a beautiful and painful mood. The more painful things, the more calm people are. This calm, when they are in extreme pain, shows a black, almost dead silence. And I often put this gesture away between being on the verge of loneliness and resisting loneliness, trying to freeze it in a place where only I can see it forever.
Four years of college ended in a blink of an eye.
In retrospect, what do you have? College is just a preparation process. I am like a child taking drugs. Besides constantly striving for various certificates, I am still trying and challenging something. I really want to keep my fleeting time, but I will end my college life in the end.
Now when I'm leaving, I suddenly feel a little tired. I don't know if this is because of happiness or bitter feeling, which makes me feel so tired. As usual, I want to have a rest. I need to commemorate my university and mark my trajectory with my fingertips.
College graduates' cognition of Fan.
Time flies like a meteor, and my four-year college life is finally coming to an end. I had expected this moment to come soon. I thought graduation was far away, and I used to resent the time passing so slowly. But four years passed in a blink of an eye, and our best youth was spent like this. At the end of the day, I feel a little reluctant to leave.
In the past four years, apart from getting a diploma and a degree certificate, my biggest gain is to know a few good friends. We helped each other, encouraged each other and taught each other a lot about being a man in the boring college life. I know this kind of pure friendship will be hard to meet in society in the future. Few colleagues will put themselves in your shoes and bless you from the heart like college students, because there is competition among colleagues. Recently, everyone is busy looking for a job and writing a graduation thesis, reminding us to leave all the time. However, several of our good friends will also find various excuses to eat, for example, a new restaurant has opened there, and the spicy hot pot there is good. In fact, we all know that we just seized the last chance to eat together, and it doesn't matter what we eat, because there are really few opportunities to eat at the same table and hurt each other in the future. Although there have been bumps and bumps between us in the past four years, at the last moment of parting, it is more and more unbearable for us to think of those beautiful things that were once ridiculous and filled our minds. But all good things must come to an end. How can we escape? When everyone wants to go their separate ways, we can only bless each other from the heart.
I remember that at the end of each semester, the school asked us to fill in the evaluations of teachers in various subjects. At that time, everyone would complain to each other about how slow the teacher was and how irresponsible the teacher was to the students. Now that I think about it, it's a bit ridiculous. At that time, we were not mature enough to put ourselves in the shoes, just asking blindly. In fact, which teacher doesn't want his students to achieve something? Although our tutor is only a figurehead, without any suggestions for our study and development, even without her courses, we can't see both sides for a semester, but we should also think that she is also thinking of us, but we can't see her good intentions, not that she is not responsible for us. Especially last semester, many students didn't go to class, even if they did. Everyone is sitting far away from the podium, listening to mp3, sleeping or reading other books. There are fewer and fewer opportunities for us to sit in the classroom as students now. I don't know that other students will not suddenly want to go back to the classroom one day after graduation, but I think I will. So now I regret that I didn't cherish the opportunity before, and I won't feel it until I graduate from the neighborhood. Or only when I graduate, can I realize the significance of taking classes as a student.
Passing through the new school gate these days, I always think of the first day of college registration. My mother and I dragged heavy luggage into the new school gate, and the picture seemed to happen yesterday. I once dreamed of leaving campus, dormitory, classroom, books and students' names early. I didn't know how attached I was to this land until I really left. Here, I left the best memories. There are gains and regrets in four years. I am too lazy to do things and often satisfy myself. I didn't do many simple things well. I haven't won an award for four years, and I didn't even pass the class. Finally, I comforted myself by saying that those awards meant nothing, and repeating grades was a common occurrence in universities. Finally, when I really decided to work hard, I found that I had no time. Like? The feeling that children want to raise and their relatives are not there? .
Parting is a kind of pain and courage, but it is also a test and a new beginning. Endlessness is sorrow, and the ends of the earth are thoughts. When parting is just around the corner, I am too excited to say goodbye and cherish the sincere friendship formed after four years of running-in. Looking back on my four years in college and the years we experienced together, I thank my friends for their support and help. Although reluctant, but the pace of parting did not stop because of our family. Parting is indeed a kind of pain, but it is also a beginning for us to step into society and move towards a new environment and new field. I hope everyone can determine their new starting point in their new jobs in the future, persevere and move towards their goals, because the best things in life are always at the forefront!
College graduates' cognition of Fan.
Four years of college life is coming to an end, and I suddenly have an unspeakable feeling in my heart. The moment I walked into the university gate with my big bag seemed to be yesterday, and now I am about to leave. Recently, I will take a walk around the school. Every grass, tree, brick and tile here is kind and warm. I have accumulated too many things and feelings, which are worthy of our lifelong treasure.
Along the way, I have gained a lot and a lot of wealth. I am no longer the ignorant college student four years ago. But the road still has to go on and there will always be an end. Now, we are about to reach the end of college life, which is a stage in our life journey. When we reach the finish line, maybe we should stop, look back, and then cross the finish line with confidence and rush to the starting point of the next road with all the wealth we have gained. I believe that in the future, we will go better and further.
In the past four years, what I cherish most is the girls in our dormitory. I'm really glad that fate brought us together. It is said that the university is half a society, but I feel that there are only simple classmates, friends and sisters among students. The happiest thing for us is to eat our favorite casserole noodles together at the school gate. No one can beat that battle. Perhaps, I will go through many places and eat many delicious foods in the world in the future, but the casserole noodles here will be what I miss most and will never forget.
In the impression of college students, our dormitory is the most diligent and earnest, never playing, and will always be a good boy. As we all know, we have our own heaven and sky, so we are not alone. We are singing our hearts' songs in loneliness. Those humorous language, those classic lines, no one can understand, all these will be completely sealed in my memory and carefully collected. Sisters will live far apart, but I'm not sad. My heart is full. My laughter, my sadness, my success and my failure are all with them and witness them. What we are preparing now is how to pack our bags and go to the next stop with our dreams to meet a better reunion.
Now, graduation is coming soon. Time is precious to us. We should try our best to realize our wishes. No matter what the result is, at least we have paid, and failure is also a kind of gain. If we go out into the society, we are really immature and inexperienced, but we are still young and have a long way to go. As long as we have the courage, we will reap when it is time to harvest.
I have seen these two sentences: youth is over, we wait for the next opening, waiting for the journey ahead, facing the sunshine and bravely flying to our dreams; Wait in the story in front of you, and remember the most beautiful college time in your life with starlight. Yes, four years ended unconsciously, and there is still a long way to go in the future. Welcome tomorrow's sun with beautiful memories.