The title is a latecomer, the article is written haphazardly, and the last words are what I want to say the most

Today is Friday, and I wrote this article at nearly three o'clock in the afternoon.

Before typing on the keyboard, my mind is full of various topics and various high-level words, but when it is really time to write, I don't know where to start, how to write, and those handsome and compelling words in my brain have run out of the cloud nine.

For this article, I actually don't want to write any topic, because at my current level of writing, if you talk about a subject, it may not be in-depth enough, and it may even be possible to wrap yourself around, so it is better to simply write where to count and express your own ideas.

8 years ago, due to the low score of the college entrance examination, I barely hung up the undergraduate line, so I hesitated before choosing to go to undergraduate or college. My sister is now doing business with my parents, and at that time, my sister was also admitted to college, but because the family economy was not very good, she chose to give up. When choosing this school, I also considered whether to go to undergraduate or junior college (at that time, undergraduates could only read three books). In the end, it was my mother who made the decision for me to go to college. She believes that after all, it is a bachelor's degree, or it is much stronger than a specialty. As it turned out, my mother was right. After making sure that I was going to study for undergraduate, I began to choose a school, and since I was the first prospective college student in my family, no one gave me experience, and there were not many tools for me to consult, so I applied for a university in a vacuum.

After the start of school, my parents were doing business in Zhengzhou at that time (and I am still doing it, but I changed my career). On the day of school, my father and my sister took me to school, I carried my futon in an old-fashioned handbag with a quilt, my father carried a backpack for me, my sister helped me with my groceries, and so I set off. Although the school provides futons (for a fee), my mother prefers to be clean, saying that she must let me take a quilt from home to the school, and it is summer when the school starts, and the quilt is not too thick, so it is not very troublesome.

The four years of college have been a lot of experiences, but they have not left too many memories. I remember most vividly the experience my father and my sister sent me to school.

The 4 years of college came to an end quickly, and I successfully entered the second semester of my senior year and also successfully entered the construction site to move bricks (internship). At that time, the bricks were not very hot, there was no pressure of family, no pressure of marriage, no pressure of life. But after all, I was the first college student in my family to come out, and I didn't want my life to be able to see the head at a glance, nor did I want my parents to resist the pressure of life for me to go to college, and I actually came out to move bricks. So I resigned resolutely and ran away with my bucket.

After coming out of the construction site, it was already an official graduation, when my roommate was in World War II, I thought about it, it was better to sink my heart and go to graduate school again. In this way, I began my graduate school career. After all, the time is already very tight, it is already the middle of July to start reviewing and preparing the materials for review. At that time, I got up at six o'clock every morning, went to bed at eleven o'clock in the evening, and rested for half an hour in the school library study room at noon, and spent the rest of the time studying. I know that I have no way out, and after graduation, I am not like others in World War II, I have experience and knowledge reserves. I was a fighter and had no experience. So I worked very hard, and luckily, I won the bet and went ashore in world war I, and although it wasn't a good university, it was already good for me.

In 2018, I entered the university of graduate school.

In fact, now that I think about it, I was too anxious at that time. On the night of the end of the re-examination, I knew that my grades were no problem, and I basically came out of the admission list, so I went home with confidence, and it was not good to wait for the notice at home. After a period of time at home, nothing to do, I thought of contacting the school tutor, and finally contacted the tutor, I hurried into the research group, in fact, to the school to read and learn, there is no project to follow.

In July 2021, I graduated.

In fact, in 2020, I have already received 3 offers, after comparison, I chose one of them, although this one is not particularly favorite, but at least gave me a psychological comfort. After graduation, I entered the company for training normally, but when I learned that the work place could not be in Zhengzhou, and assigned me to a city I had never been to, I began to retreat in my heart. After a struggle of ideas, I resigned nakedly,,,,,,。

After resigning, I had no job, no income, and every day I woke up to open my mobile phone to find various employment information. Three days later I got three jobs, and after some comparison, I made my choice. A week after I quit naked, I took up my job and chose my current job. By now, I have been working for the company for three months.

From being admitted to college, I have experienced many, many choices, which school to choose, whether to continue to study in graduate school or enter the society after graduation, whether to continue to study for a doctorate or enter the society after graduating from graduate school, if you enter the society, which offer you should choose and so on. The choice again and again affects the course of our lives, and this choice is also correct, perhaps wrong, perhaps repairing our lives, and perhaps letting you walk on the wrong path on the right path. In fact, I think that no matter what choice we want to choose, the premise is that you have enough insight and enough understanding.

Four years of undergraduate and three years of graduate school, I spent a lot of living expenses. But my parents never hesitated about my studies, so I was able to get to graduate school smoothly. Life has given me a lot of experiences and learned a lot, but my parents have also taught me a lot. Whenever I had something in mind or a doubt about something, I would talk to my mother on the phone or go home (home is not very far from school) and ask her for answers. Every phone call or conversation after I go home makes me open.

In fact, I still owe my mother a trip because I never took my mother to campus during my college and graduate school years.