Graduate, just like a big full stop, since then, we bid farewell to the period of the innocence of youth, a young and frivolous years, a fantastic era ...

Before graduation these days, time off is like quicksand, it seems long, but all gone; want to retain the limited time quietly slip through the fingers, a hand, graduated from the respondent, to disband seats feast, show of hands to say good-bye, the Ben thing ... everything seems to have expected to go too helpless.

Every day, we will intentionally or unintentionally, and then stroll the campus, take a look at it like, think about four years ago, how it ushered in the neotenous. For four years, seems to go back to square one. I suddenly felt, classmate for four years, my friends, than expected to be good, cute much more! Night under the stars, a gentle wind.

Take a look at it ...

The impressively relatively boys floor, at this time last year, also had smoke everywhere;

Out the window of the clothesline, floating down to the white shirt I do not know which hostel;

Stuck in a lawn sign for the Prevention of Cruelty to plants, can not remember what time has been cut corners to draw with brothers trod a path;

Floor of street-level girls, boys, almost always restricted area;

Floor study room door is still open what postgraduate fierce battle a few months of that house, now there should be no person has been grateful knuckled down to study that period of days, regardless of the outcome, it makes me harvested ...

Like a picture of gorgeous scenes from clip art replica gucci sunglasses, concatenated into a withering movies, play with our happiness and sadness, a record of our youth and the past, but also bears witness to our friendship and love!

Came to this campus before, imagine university life is white. The ivory tower is white, whole life as if it were the refraction of light: the pure and free.

Freshman year, I feel life is orange. Too many blowing new life, fresh and bright, warm and tense. Orange memory, excited the first time I saw the well-known professors, for the first time to join associations curious, the first examinations of tension ...

Sophomore, living green, youth jointing growth, strong like a tree growing, dream a little closer to reality. Discussion with the teacher, see the satisfied smile on his face; dialogue with the foreigner, called satisfactory scores; become familiar with the campus of any one food, often to stay on the BBS late ...

Junior year of life into the blue. We calm down and understand how far away from the future, and to this end to make a choice: to go abroad, study section, or work. All associated with this decision may change, including our love, it was still young and I did not experience the love of the wind and rain.

Senior year of life, like a thin layer of gray. Wandering in the various options, everyone is busy, everything is as if one did not finish the poem, hurry will begin to quickly whisked away.

But gray, but memory is shining. Colored years, cemented in the crystal, in the busy days, they are our capital, but also our consolation.

July, and last year's seniors graduated, packed for a box, a little out of transport throughout the dormitory so that the change back to the empty building within a few days, become a symbol of infinite sadness. Memories also leave from the campus, the collection into the inner box, it is our golden years, as well as our treasure.

The future is like the sky in an erratic clouds, we graduated from this day onwards, he began a long chase the clouds journey. Tomorrow is better, the road may be rugged, but in any case, we have a precious memory, a kind of friendship can not let go, for some a lifetime experience.

Dream place to start

Big fat to get a visa to the United States that day is the happiest day of his two months.

He is one of my best friends. Four brothers, the roommate of the same room. Old university computer, network big fat; the second guy Shouhou, each party has always attracted the attention of many girls; small high ranked third in the four of us, but, learning Chinese, love to write prose, if not more, but philosophy is always coming out from him. I like without the characteristics of people, in addition to and enjoy doing experiments.

Freshman, I did not know the boss has been busy buying Red Book. His thick English dictionary on the shelf close to the line of text: Four years later, the United States, I will be there. He is most of us to understand their goals. Others, most, like me, muddle the beginning of class to do experiments, write papers. Seemed also like a high school student, accustomed to daily time arrangement was full to the brim, but once in his possession, as if to ask what was missing.

We talked very seriously the ideal thing. Taipan said he wants to be a scientist. We laughed and said everyone in his composition a decade ago mens gucci belts, probably written: My ideal is to grow when a scientist. "Otherwise, the teacher is." Shouhou cut in and said, "At that time, the teacher is the biggest, if in future as a teacher, must be very imposing air, no children dare to bully."

My childhood dream of science, when scientists and teachers, high school election because I like the feeling of doing experiments. Feeling, as if every step of the things you see, can control, and wrong can be repeated. Life if like a test tube transparent enough Unfortunately, or, in many cases, we can not control life, so even more like life in the laboratory, a simple quiet.

Start looking for work when looking at their own biographical Shouhou sigh. Compared with others, his practice has experienced very little, perhaps because too much time to love. However, he still is a good boy and go to a good Internet companies after the layers of the interview, perhaps with us bubble BBS time to help him a lot.

The small high final choice of a childhood dream career. He has to go as a teacher, but not in the bustling city, there is no substantial wage. He applied to Qinghai, there is a national volunteer support education projects. He said he is from rural areas to know the children in the mountains there will be more eager to know the outside world.

I walked the early graduate of the school, and less hard to apply to go abroad to less busy looking for work, less choice anxious, less a lot of unforgettable memories.

Taipan is an availability of four brothers. A dinner to celebrate his visa success, we can finally happy to miss the four-year life, miss every drunk, or even every quarrel. Since the beginning of July, I first felt the nose and sour ......

Really do not want to say goodbye to the summer of 2005, we really, really, to graduate ...

Friends do not cry

July, summer, ginkgo, green green, distressed and has gradually spread out to go.

The last day of class, and teachers farewell; finished the last test and academic farewell; thesis defense, and student career farewell. Then, knowing that a departure date of a friend, and the beginning of a farewell, farewell to friends, say goodbye to a classmate, bid farewell to four years, many have become accustomed to life.

Have become accustomed to the life of the dormitory, accustomed to lying on the evening, accustomed to when it rained, the clothes with the incoming occasionally skip class when someone reply on behalf of the meal to taste the dishes of the two others, a few people with the same key to open the same door.

When the day is approaching, around the school restaurant is always packed. A toast to all my friends there, for the past days and feelings for the future and sentimental.

Also remember that enrollment the first day of our self-introduction?

Remember our new Cup basketball game?

Remember we buy a computer with anti-terrorism day and night, Star?

Remember the "flowers" nonsense, "crazy" snoring?

Remember we went shopping together, drink and chat with, to sing with you?

Absurd, funny, melancholy, swirling, anger hermes belts replica, joy, and extremely happy moments gone, and the kind of unbridled happiness I would like to have again. I will remember each of you look like heart, remember that youth face, because there the best memories and eternal memory of my life.

Goodbye, wild people in the dorm room we stayed in this room, will become our history. All memories as the years go into the yellowed bookmarks in my mind. Next stop, do not know what the scenery. Suddenly thought of a poem beginning: "waving to you colored flowers Pa / who hand suddenly recovered / clutching their own eyes ..."

Facing the empty hostel said: "Bye-bye, I walked, I gently door was closed, before darkness fell, say goodbye to my four years of college life, to leave this one to leave my youth and blood land.

Farewell, the University

Today is the last day of the graduates leaving school. In the past two days, the other three sisters have been gradually removed. Today's empty and cluttered quarters, we can not take away or unwilling to take things lying on the ground are in disorder. I turned on the lights to start the final finishing.

Scribbled notes of freshman, sophomore organizational activities in the rest of the manuscript, the junior did not finish the medicine, senior Kaoyan review of the data. Paper on the telephone do not remember who, a pile of English books seems to have not read ... I watched, I actually knew he shed tears, I can understand every each program significance. Left did not take a lot of things can be more important things do not always stay in the here? Whether it is taken away or left behind, are the most realistic portrayal of four years of college.

Finally, look around look at the empty dormitory. Bird pig cushion is really not fit into the box, can only stay there. The pot does not take away, the future surely will not cook out of good taste. The hands of the things have been full of these as a souvenir, stay here.

Reluctant to turn out the light. Moment, I quickly across a burst of sharp pain. Think of words, youth finish at. Four years ago, I carried the luggage to come here, but today, I re-picked up the luggage, will begin the next leg of life.

Like every day in the four years, as I walked along the familiar, however the route out of the apartment door, but when my feet are taking a threshold moment, I will no longer be one here.

This time, I am not to buy lunch, go to a nearby internet cafe to go outside the shop hang out, or to go to class bleary-eyed. This time, I would very seriously on this leave the place of my four years of youth say - bye!

Goodbye, my dorm room,

Goodbye, my brother,

Goodbye, my youth,

Good-bye, my college.

Youth finish, we wait for the next one opening. Waiting for the previous journey, facing the sun, the courage to fly to the dream of the heart; waiting for us in front of the story replica gucci belts, with Star, the memories of this life the best four years, blooming flowers ...