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? I studied hard at the cold window for ten years, and I was unknown and lonely for one day.
? When nominating the gold prize, he showed endless thinking about the future.
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I am a college student in the 1990s, studying clinical medicine. In those days, practicing medicine was still highly respected! Parents want their children to succeed in their studies and become a doctor after graduation. The benevolent heals the benevolent, saves lives and heals the wounded, a native of Fuze! This is the earnest hope of the elders. When we choose volunteers, we are all influenced by our families. When filling in our volunteers, my father told me to choose to study medicine. It is said that a good job after graduation is a must for every generation to study medicine!
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? The joy of being admitted to the university.
When I was admitted, the whole family was happy about it. In my hometown, I hosted a banquet for 20 tables of friends and relatives who came to congratulate me. Friends and relatives send money and gifts to encourage praise. Because I was admitted to a college in the province, I was not very satisfied, but I was admitted after all. I am a little happy, some in a hurry, some in high spirits, and full of great hope and passion for the future.
Chaos at admission
My father and I took the old bus for more than ten hours to the provincial capital. On the road, I was not used to the smell of gasoline, and the car bumped back and forth on the Panshan highway, feeling very dark and depressed. Wow! 1! Spit out the contents of your stomach and spit on an old man in the front seat. All the food you ate in the morning made the old man furious and swear! My dad apologized quickly! I took off my towel again, tried it on, and threw me another towel to try. The old man took off his coat and put it in a bag. I don't mean it! Plus, I'm young. Forget it. Forgive my reckless behavior. At that time, people were still very pure, they could distinguish right from wrong, and they didn't remember much afterwards.
When we arrived at the station, we got off the bus with big bags of things, clothes, sheets, quilts, shoes, toiletries and school tools for the four seasons. At the long-distance bus station, we were greeted by a busy and noisy metropolis, tall houses, wide streets, crowded sidewalks shuttling each other, and various vehicles flowing in the street! Shops of all sizes are dazzling, customers come in and out, and the attractive smell of fish and meat wafts from restaurants and roadside snack bars, which makes my mouth water with hunger. I am curious! Look here! Look there! I can't tell the east from the west. My father said he knew the way and told me, let's walk! You won't get lost when you first come to know the way, and you can save some money! Without saying anything, I followed my father with a heavy suitcase. I walked street after street, sweating and panting, and I was still young. Anyway, I have great strength, so I don't have to use it in vain. This is much more relaxed and comfortable than walking dozens of miles on the hillside in the countryside. At least, I was not scratched by thorns on both sides of the narrow path. Plus, just entering the provincial capital, there are wide roads on both sides of the street, and there are unknown trees such as tall French phoenix trees on the side. They are arranged in a neat team a few meters apart, as if waiting for my father and I to review, straight and dignified. I don't know how many streets my father and I walked. I didn't count it. Out of curiosity, I looked around and completely forgot about Pilao. Ran Jing unconsciously found the door of the college, and he was very happy, excited and delighted. Later, I often went shopping and got familiar with the provincial capital, only to know that my father and I almost crossed half of Guiyang city that day.
My father took me into the college: I just walked into the college in a trance, and I was in a wide and deep manor, a straight Lin Yin Avenue, about 150 meters long, with towering trees on both sides of the avenue, extending to the administrative building of the college. The building is a five-story small house, chic and elegant, simple and solemn. The teaching building, sports ground, dormitory canteen, garden trees and straight roads are arranged in an orderly manner according to the square of tofu. Or a solitary crane, the crowd goes in and out with the freshmen, or accompanied by family and friends, or walks alone in a hurry, or carries or hugs, or looks around, or asks about the registration place. They are wearing bright and neat new clothes, while old classmates are leisurely strolling in the campus and in the Woods. There are big slogans and registration signs along the way to guide the way! My father and I are as busy as farmers and cowboys, but we are running around and don't know where to go. Through all the inquiries and the guidance of billboards, we finally arrived at the registration place. We were greeted by a handsome middle-aged man who was less than 30 years old and about 1 m 65, with a smile on his face. Later we learned that he was our counselor and teacher. In school life and in the days to come, we will often deal with each other and watch my father carry so many luggage. Just guide us to put our luggage next to the registration desk, ask my name, sign up for that class, get a pen and tick the list of new students, pay the registration fee, give us a receipt, arrange for me to live in the first floor of Building 3 of the dormitory/room KLOC-0/08, and point to the room for us. Two students are reporting in the room. When they see us coming in, they will take the initiative to introduce themselves: My name is Wudang, He. Wu Bo pointed to an auxiliary seat and said, Your bed is here and your bed is here. I looked at him timidly and asked about other things. On that day, my father and I slept in the same bed for one night. The next afternoon, my father went home by car. According to the requirements, freshmen should go to the hospital health clinic for physical examination after entering school. The next morning, I filed in with the freshmen in the room and entered the clinic through a small door. The woman who accepted my physical examination is very enchanting. Seeing me wearing a rustic Chinese tunic suit, she shouted angrily to me: Come here! Blind, I can't see it! At that time, I thumped, which startled me as a rural person from the countryside. Dogs look down on people! I hate staring at her! But I just arrived in my hometown, and I dare not argue with her! She measured her height and weight. After the measurement, I quickly left this annoying person. The other consulting rooms are surgery, internal medicine and five senses. They were all very kind, asked some questions gently, and then filled in some information on the case file. The way you write is also very handsome! This is the professional quality that doctors should have! I will be a part of it in the future! Angels in white!
To be continued!