Two seasons of prose.

Life is like the four seasons, from spring and summer to autumn and winter. However, in college, we are most sensitive when summer and autumn alternate. In the hot June, we witnessed the departure of our senior year and looked forward to the arrival of our freshman year. University, the place that carries our dreams, is like this, and generation after generation has become the sustenance of our dreams. As a result, the university staged a dream trip. What leaves does not mean the end, and what comes will not stop. We all pursue the meaning of life in a unique way, like light, extending and endless.

Nowadays, I can't help feeling a lot when I look forward to the new college life. When I think of this time last year, I'm afraid I won't go far, but after some experience, we won't get lost again, but we are more determined, holding only one belief: no matter how hard and tired we are, we must finish this journey step by step.

People are always like this. After a journey, they always look back and see the scenery when they come. Now they are watching, childishness is slowly fading away, replaced by a mature face and a mature heart, and they have gained a lot and felt a lot. A deeper understanding is that time flies. At this time, people will want to cherish it more and more. At a certain moment, I remembered Yin Hui's poem: The seasons of the world are always changing. In spring, you left many red flowers to say goodbye, but you didn't want to sigh with anyone when you came back. Now even the yellow leaves of autumn clouds have fallen into the distance, leaving a gray sky with complete loneliness. You can't bear to listen to the lonely words of the wind and write about the sadness of spring death. For us who can't do anything about the passage of time, it is inevitable to sigh occasionally. But in order to have no regrets, I choose to cherish it before I die in spring. Try to live every day.

What is a university? For us, this is a wonderful journey. Because I am young, I have the courage to be afraid of tigers when I am young. The future may be short and fleeting, but it is endless in young hearts, because there are too many beautiful dreams, realistic or unrealistic. In any case, people with dreams will be happy. As The Bridges of Madison County said, "Old dreams are good dreams." The process of working hard for dreams is a enrichment of life, thus embarking on an elegant life path. So tell yourself seriously: go on.

Compared with us, graduates face a clear and difficult journey, filter out unrealistic dreams and strive for the future with years of accumulated maturity and wisdom. Dedicated to the ideal in my heart. Therefore, the day they left in June also became an ideal extension.

Describe life as an ocean. I hope we can't just stand on the shore, or even learn to know water. We need to treat it wholeheartedly. It was a difficult time, but after many years, you will be happy to find that the whole life is beautiful and memorable.

The two seasons are extending, and life is also extending in a special form. Walking through the age of youth, ignorance, kindness and innocence, I later saw the outside world, because I was young, because I grew up, because I feared life, and my heart was full of gentle voices.