It is another year of graduation season, with new summer heat, and this parting season is not bound to be sad. Perhaps young people who do n’t understand will have a confused understanding of it. But when they have experienced the world, they will know that they are not worried.
Youth is running crazy, then falling down gorgeously, then climbing up and running crazy. Freedom, too seductive, the ideal light always illuminates the front. It seems that we were full of blood in that year and came to an unfamiliar city, regardless of our gains and losses, and devoted ourselves to the cause to be done as always. The good and bad rewards that life gives us, we all silently accept, refining our own chakras. Things eventually fall short. Along the way, we have always been passionate about what we do.
I always remember the way I walked together. In the icy cold rain, I braved the courage to return to the house at night, and after I packed it properly, I received a warm phone greeting on time; on a hot summer day, I was busy looking at the starry night sky, bright like you Each street is extremely ordinary, but it is different because it is printed with each other's footprints. In the self-study classroom, there will always be two figures, where they work hard, writing youth, and striving for ideals, Maybe this move is not recognized by everyone at all. Who would think that they still live like students and live a student-like life after work? Who knows? Because the unfinished is the unfinished dream given by youth, and what we write here is our own dream.
In the departure season, a symbolic milestone reached. For us, perhaps its significance is only a symbol, and it is not as inaccessible as the outside world. The dream is on your head. You lift your toes and you can pick it up. On the way, because of you, I am happy on the way forward. Next stop, can we go where we want to go? Or go to Mount Everest, facing the blue sky and white clouds, and make that long-awaited vow, so that always envy the eyes of others to create happiness tears for themselves.
On the way, the unfinished dream, expecting it to come true, our world will eventually be complete.