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High school students study for the college entrance examination, but they are still very busy outside, and they are still very nervous after being nervous. What I was looking forward to was liberation after graduation from college. At night, take off the fatigue of the day, lie in bed, look at the ceiling under the light, and reminisce about the deep dreams of college.
Life always has to be experienced, and there will be gains. The college entrance examination really brought me a lot. Because of the college entrance examination, I came to Nanjing, an ancient historical and cultural city; Because of the college entrance examination, I entered the key university of Southeast University. Because of the college entrance examination, I was able to weave one beautiful dream after another in a beautiful campus.
Students say that college life is boring, and college is boring. Indeed, college life lacks the passion in fantasy, and it is far from wonderful as imagined. But we must seize the opportunity, because the opportunity is only for those who are prepared, and the opportunity loves those who look for him. How many years of life can we waste? Cherish time and cherish what we have. It's pathetic to spend time on things that mean nothing to you!
I don't like the compulsory courses arranged by the school, but I never skip classes. I like looking for young figures in the sunset. No matter what the teacher says on the stage, I will listen with a smile, because I like to sit quietly in the corner by the window and weave the most beautiful dreams with the sunset and my graceful posture. This dream has all the colors of youth, and I like to decorate colorful dreams with the colors of youth. But on the campus of this university, what makes me secretly happy is not colorful dreams, but that I can handle my homework while weaving these dreams. Therefore, I am a person who is often lazy in thinking, and I am still a good student in this world that I have not yet understood.
The library is my favorite place to go. In the past six months, I went to the library more times than to the classroom. There, I read many literary classics; There, for the first time, I felt that the original text was so wonderful; It was also there that I met one admirable celebrity after another ... If the university campus is a fairy tale world, the library is undoubtedly the temple of this fairy tale world. There are piles of books smelling of ink, and the prince and princess live a happy life, carefree. Day after day, year after year, the story there is only the beginning, not the end!
Water-like days fly through the rows of willows on the campus of the university, through the fragrant garden and through my fingers. Those faces that I was unfamiliar with when I first entered school, now I can call out his name out loud just by glancing at his back. In the brewing of time, our friendship has become more and more sincere. However, in my little memory, I can't find the immature and pure friendship of my childhood, just like there are no two identical leaves in the world.
As far as I can remember, my childhood friends all wore gorgeous clothes, not as delicate as the children of rich families. All this does not affect our childhood friendship, but makes us more honest. In the spring season, we dressed in plain clothes, climbed up the tall locust tree and punctured the well-preserved bird's nest with a dead branch that had absorbed nutrients in winter. When we saw that no snake came out, we reached in and took out the egg. Then, in a scramble, they shouted and rowed and dispersed. When the spring breeze dyed all the peaches and plums in the orchard red, we were in groups of three and five, coveting fresh fruits like a greedy kitten. Climb over the fence quietly, bypass the surveillance of the yellow dog, and climb the low fruit tree three times and two times. While I was enjoying myself, I suddenly heard the cry of "Wang Wang". I quickly scooped up the two largest peaches, jumped off the tree, jumped over the fence and escaped. Behind him came the cry of the old man: "Whose child is this?" How dare you come to my house to steal peaches ... "Now, the orchard has disappeared, leaving only the weeds in the garden to witness what happened. And my childhood friendship seems to have disappeared with the barren orchard, leaving only a few fragments, lasting in the depths of memory.
Some people say that universities are like a small society, and the complicated relationships are like flashing neon lights, which makes people wonder. I didn't try to figure it out, but what I saw and heard proved something. Competition is like an iron whip, which drives us to the road of utility. Friends and lovers are twisted in such a delicate relationship. However, what makes me happy is that even if some people compete for fame and fortune, I can still find many friends who are not tired of fame and fortune. We all know that the color of youth should not be contaminated with copper odor. In the evening, I dreamed that my friends and I were running hand in hand on the green field, laughing as brightly as the sun.