History: All the endings have been written, and all the tears have set off, but suddenly I forgot what kind of beginning it was, in that ancient summer day that I never came back.
Jiang: Time is a butcher's knife. It always passes quietly and silently, but it is accompanied by our youth and our laughter, which will never return.
Chen: Time is a wild horse. It always flies at will and keeps silent, but it takes away too many childhood fantasies and too many lush years.
Liu: There is a June every year. Every June, people leave, but this time it is us. You once told me how long four years is, but unconsciously, we have reached the end of four years.
Wang: Walking on the bustling campus in the past, I suddenly found that fewer and fewer people are familiar with it. It turns out that graduation has come to us.
Zhou: I still remember that summer four years ago, the season that started our four-year journey. After the college entrance examination, the heat was still hot, and we dragged our suitcases with the admission notice and gathered in this Xiurong ancient city from all directions with our dreams for the next four years.
Wang: The most unforgettable thing when I entered school was the seniors who came to welcome the new students and helped with their luggage after being busy.
Liu: The most unforgettable thing when I entered the school was my senior sister who was in charge of guidance at the freshman registration office. She showed her tiger teeth when she smiled.
Chen: The most unforgettable thing when I entered the dormitory was the silly and naive faces of my roommates when I first entered the dormitory.
Jiang: When I entered school, the most unforgettable thing was the tent for running a mobile phone card.
history: the former main building 18, the first class meeting, the first self-introduction. In this way, our college life began.
Zhou: But who would have thought that we were locked in the small campus in the east by the sudden H1N1 before the colorful community activities began and the free and open university atmosphere was felt?
Wang: The school was closed, isolated, masks and thermometers ... accompanied us through the first semester of college.
Chen: The ancients said: Heaven will send a great task to Sri Lankan people, and they must first suffer their minds and work hard for their bones and muscles. The ancients also said: It never rains but it pours.
Jiang: As soon as the page of H1N1 was turned over, a modest earthquake struck again. The shaking earth made everyone panic, and the small playground was crowded with flustered people. That night, we interpreted all the plants and soldiers to the extreme, and the random noise in the dormitory building could trigger a huge animal migration. A girl with a more lithe posture set a record that it took only 15 seconds to run downstairs barefoot. I can remember the earthquake three years later.
Chen: The first year of college passed like this. We finally ushered in the late military training at the end of June. Under the scorching sun in June, everyone was as anxious as a sausage. Military training gives people the feeling of being sour, because at that time, my arms, legs and feet were sour every night; Military training gives people a sweet feeling, and that bit of sweating with my brothers and sisters and working together with Qi Xin is destined to make me unforgettable; Military training gives people a bitter feeling. Every morning when I get up, I have to beg for bed, bed, and you let me go. I am an ideal person. Military training gives people the feeling that it is spicy, and the sun above us is vicious and spicy. We can only watch the female compatriots open umbrellas and frost every day, and silently sigh: Is it really necessary?
(woman) is really necessary!
In the sweat and laughter, the military training ended, but a class body of unity and mutual help was left behind. Lovely instructors waved away a cloud, but left us with a dark skin and a stronger heart;
Wang: I still remember that we had a lie-down party every night, boasting and gossiping. Eight teenage girls became gossips in a second, and the monitor of the next class led which girl for a walk today and went down to the school gate. We could all talk about the development history of spicy food stalls with great interest, including bunk beds and eight beds. When Zhen Huan's biography was broadcast, there were a few people in every girl's dormitory, holding computers and eating melon seeds to see how Heng Huan's monsters were upgraded. Even the usual conversation was filled with Zhen Xuan style.
Zhou: "This broken touch of green is like falling into the eyes of my concubines, spreading it evenly in the sun, which is very refreshing. It's excellent to refresh your mind! If you have the heart to roast and suffer, you will be exhausted and anxious. Isn't it disappointing? "
Wang: Talk to people
Zhou: Fill the cake with eggs without onions
Zhou: You must remember that during the busiest time of our semester, books were turned noisily, jumping up and down to collect all kinds of information, there were long queues in the building's office, and there were bitter figures everywhere in the library. A group of people spoiled the teacher in every way, only marking one more test center for the teacher, and they were conscientious before the exam.
Liu: You must still remember that our teaching, with dreams and expectations, we packed our bags and went to the mountain village, without the teachers and classmates who used to live together day and night, without the comfortable life in the city, and with a pair of thirsty eyes under the podium. We understand that this is the engineer of the human soul. We have lost a delicate touch and gained more courage to take responsibility.
s: You must remember that in July 212, we started the final journey of postgraduate entrance examination. You ran in Wendu, I struggled in Haitian, you listened to He Kaiwen's kk three-step method, and I listened to Gong Dongfeng's "gossip". The campus in June is being renovated. The old main building that accompanied us for three years is disappearing bit by bit in the roar of the machine. It is too late to sigh and miss. The senior year has roared, and the seats in the study room are always so full. More and more people are rushing to the campus with thermos pots and backpacks. The dormitory that used to turn off the lights early is still locked at 11 o'clock. It seems that if you study for one more second, you will feel more determined.
Jiang: During the postgraduate entrance examination, the most flustered time was not to take an English test or a professional course, but to register in November, which gave us a thorough understanding of the feeling that "dad doesn't care about mom". Every test center in Taiyuan tried every means to avoid it, and the number of people was limited. I felt sorry for the students in our new college, and they ran into a wall everywhere. When the dust finally settled, some lucky people wandered to Taiyuan for the exam, while others were unlucky.
Chen: The end of the postgraduate entrance examination coincided with the results of the national examination. I once thought hopefully, if I was admitted to both postgraduate and civil servants, how should I choose? I learned later that I thought too much.
Zhou: In a blink of an eye, we have come to the last semester of our student days. The regular meeting of the student union has long been deleted from my schedule forever, and no matter how lively the student activities are, I can't stir up any waves. When crossing the noisy campus, I will never stop and watch again, as if I have forgotten that I was so passionate about waving flags for various student activities in the playground.
Wang: Then, I got a book with three supports and one support, a stack of resumes on the bookcase and some company profiles on the computer. Job fairs, publicity meetings, and double elections, the life of the job-seeking army is rich and fulfilling. We try our best to cover everything by submitting resumes, one side, two sides and instant noodles, and not all the answers are satisfactory.
Liu: Now, there is no need to take a seat in class, because there is no class left. Now, there is no need to rush back at night, because I haven't been at school for a long time; Now, everything has happened, and nothing seems to have happened.
history: flea market, graduation photo, farewell dinner, like rehearsed dramas, are staged one by one this summer. Whether we like it or not, whether we miss it or not, maybe it's really time to say goodbye.
Chen: There is no need to rack one's brains for the reason of skipping classes.
Zhou: I don't have to rush about for student activities anymore.
Wang: There is no need to clean the dormitory every Tuesday. There is a queue at the door waiting for the student union to check the hygiene.
Liu: I don't have to copy notes and print materials anymore. I'm so busy.
s: there is no one to bring you food anymore, and help you shout.
Jiang: No one will wipe away your sad tears with a gentle hand and give you a shoulder to lean on.
Chen: Maybe I will think of the willows and pine trees on campus, and the fat cat at the entrance of the canteen.
Zhou: Maybe I can remember the 1-1,1-2 in the library, and the e-reading with slow internet speed.
Wang: Maybe I will remember the casserole noodles at the school gate, the tidal current meeting next to the main area, and the wild buses running in Xinzhou Street.
Liu: I'm used to the old gates and sparse lawns in the East District, and I'm used to the sauced cakes and eight-treasure porridge hidden under the table in class.
s: I'm used to buying a corn cob in the canteen downstairs after class at night, and I'm used to letting people experience the bathhouse with ice and fire.
Jiang: A vendor who is used to talking in Xinzhou dialect with his mouth open at the school gate, and a roommate who is used to eating and drinking Lazar.
Chen: However, time is a one-way street. Once you pass it, you will never experience it again, so it is more meaningful to remember all this than to remember the vocabulary of Band 4. Before graduation, I watched the gun version with the people in the dormitory. I wanted to remember the youth that was about to die, but I only remembered one sentence in the end: you are crazy!
Zhou: University is such an inspirational place. It teaches us that the so-called hardships can only be transformed into nutrients to help you grow as long as they don't completely destroy you.
Wang: The university is such a magical place. It teaches us that even if your mobile phone and meal card fall into the toilet again and again, it is always the sisters who comfort and ridicule you.
Liu: Anyway, in the past few years, we have worked hard, paid and gained. Anyway, we are gathered here today as the first step to launch a counterattack against Gao Fushuai.
Chen: Four years ago, I was still young and came here with simple luggage. Today, I picked up my luggage again and started my next life. We graduated in this way, and at this time, we have mixed feelings, and we can't tell whether we are happy or sad.
Zhou: If I could go back in time, I would like to attend another student union activity and sit around a big desk in the office for a democratic life meeting.
Wang: If I could go back to the past, I would like to go to the study room with my schoolbag on my back for a day's self-study, and then leave slowly at the urging of my classmates who cleaned the study room.
Liu: If I can go back to the past, I would like to take the No.7 bus to the People's Park in my spare time and stand on the highest gazebo to look out.
s: if I could go back to the past, I would like to hold her hand and walk around the playground in the East District. However, we can't go back.
Jiang: Even if we don't give up, we can't stop the passage of time. Even if we don't give up, we can't take away the laughter and laughter here, the flowers and grass here, and the youth we shed here.
Chen: What we can take away are the memories, the bits and pieces we spent here in the past four years.
Zhou: What we can take away are smiling faces, which are the brand of the most lovely people around us in our hearts.
Wang: What I can take away is the mobile phone number starting with 151152, which is a promise of reunion in the future.
Liu: What can be taken away are still photos, which are the touching ones that can be treasured forever even though times have changed.
s: Like every day in the past four years, I will walk out of the school gate along a familiar route. If I meet teachers and alumni, I will still take the initiative to say hello. But when my steps cross the threshold, I will no longer be a member here. When I leave school on a long-distance train again, no one will urge me to report back to school on time.
Jiang: This time, I'm not going to buy food, surf the Internet in a nearby Internet cafe, hang out in a small shop outside the school, or go to class sleepily. This time, I will solemnly stop at the school gate, turn around, stare and bow, and then say goodbye to this place where I have been young for four years!
Zhou: goodbye, the last row in the classroom
Wang: goodbye, the blackboard mottled every day
Liu: goodbye, no roses sent out
Chen: goodbye, brothers of the basketball team
Jiang: goodbye, the yam eggs in the canteen food
History: goodbye, the time we have spent together these years
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