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Young, still fresh in the memory, are you okay?

author:A colorful fish
Young, still fresh in the memory, are you okay?

When I was in college, I came to a strange city with a dream. Start chasing the life you want. One person and one bag, embarked on the road to study. Watch the city bustling with traffic and the crowds coming and going. I fantasize that one day I can walk through the streets of the city like everyone else. When I got off the train, I was shocked by everything in front of me, and I had never seen such a world before, and I felt a little confused. On the endless road, different vehicles are driving.

Young, still fresh in the memory, are you okay?

Get in the bus up to the school. Along the way, I was surprised and sighed, not knowing what the school was like, and I was looking forward to it. Along the way, I saw high-rise buildings and traffic, and I felt that I was so small. I am also looking forward to what my future life will be like. After about an hour or so, the car stopped on the side of the road and I knew my destination had arrived. I grabbed my luggage and stepped out of the car. Looking at everything in front of me, it was here, to where I was going.

Young, still fresh in the memory, are you okay?

Stepping through the school gates, I knew this was where I was going to fight. I went to the registration desk and handed in some documents. Everything was ready and I came to the dormitory. I cleaned up the bed and made up my clothes. Alone, I went to the lake at the school, found a chair, and watched the classmates coming and going. Both happy and excited.

Young, still fresh in the memory, are you okay?

Time flies. In the blink of an eye, I have been a junior in college, and I have been able to get along with my classmates day and night in the past three years, and I have a tacit understanding of each other's feelings. Seeing that they were about to graduate, the students began to plan their work and life after graduation. I also felt a little bit of pressure and confusion. Later, I found my own job, and my classmates were all right. And then later due to work reasons. I had to leave this city that was both familiar and unfamiliar. Back to my own hometown. Do your job. Whenever I think of that time. I'll open the album. Take a look at the photos of your classmates. Time flies so fast! If I were to use a color to describe youth, I think it would be red. Thank you for your company. In the near future, I will be able to realize my ideals. Memories are always so beautiful, memories are always so happy. Don't give up, firm faith, the future is still glorious!

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