(Retrospect)
Didn't want to look back, because it was too hurried, did not dare to look forward, the fog was hazy. Who could have imagined that when you grow up, you still have your childhood dreams, mourning alone, just waiting to be born again! Along the way, it is a matter of entanglement, and perhaps only campus life is the unique feeling of everyone who is running around in society. There are not too many interests, no flashy noise, some are just playful and unsophisticated indulgence, always thinking about this five tastes and miscellaneous...
Some people say that time is a rapist, always turning everything back when others are reluctant, but in fact, it is necessary to add the greatest, because nothing in the world is spared. "If it comes, it will be safe," I use this sentence to treat the right to adapt as obedience. The thought of walking out of school for four years is chilling. Ask yourself after work, do I still have dreams? The answer is yes, have I adapted to this life? Half a moment can't answer, maybe this is more than just my question. The problem of rising to height becomes ethereal, because the scope of adaptation is too wide...
(waving)
I haven't lifted my pen for half a year, and during this time I almost said goodbye to the Internet. Feeling the speed of time, it is time for everyone to grow up, there are many things that want to be said, and they have not yet reached the age of forgetting to write, but they do not know where to start. Miss friends who have not been in touch for a long time, although it is not long for more than half a year, but it is slightly strange, it is true that friends need to be contacted often, and it is said here to all friends for a long time.
After the prosperity, Xiao Dream has no trace, see that he has run three, this word thinks about yesterday or ridicule other people's words, now you can laugh at yourself. I don't know how many times a person will transform in a lifetime, but I know how many times I have changed in this year. The picturesque axis of life is always at its best, suddenly difficult to turn, and when you want to rest, you move freely.
This year, I became a dreamer in my college days, and I once fantasized about being a drifter, carrying my bags, saying goodbye to my hometown and becoming an unfettered wanderer. However, people who really appreciate the hardships of wandering know that dreams are not round in dreams, things are far more difficult than not doing, and home is still around. I applied a layer of scotch tape to my emotional scars, which I could see but were not so painful, so I said goodbye to Changchun, the first stop to undertake my college dreams, and it was about to become the place where I parted.
Maybe no one can imagine everyone's trajectory, such as my graduation from college as a teacher, maybe it is the envy of others, but for me it is insignificant, once for love to carry too much puzzling, gave up the opportunity to enter the institution, because those are just a subsistence position. For love, I do not seek stability, because stability means loss, and when everything finally becomes yesterday's yellow flower, I step on the platform of parting, and no one can resolutely wave the place where four years have been inhabited without a sense of tranquility. But I know that there are too many helplessness and detachments for me here, and my character directs me to embark on the journey without hesitation.