Confused and leisurely in the tunnel of youth, the eyes have reached the crossroads of the third year.
In the face of the horrible results of my own arrogance, I began to reflect. I have to admit that I have spent two years of time, and the ideals and pride of entering the school have been stranded on the beach. I am fascinated by the poetry of the hustle and bustle, mad at the streets of the sea, and I am passionate about my good friendship. I ignored it and even forgot my original dream.
I am sad, I am embarrassed, the night is therefore much longer. I don't want to sink into it. I don't want to end up with more than ten years of effort. I just have a comma. I am afraid to see my mother's disappointed eyes and I am afraid of my promise.
So I have to stand up.
The poetry is locked into the drawer, because I believe that the beautiful morning of the university is more suitable for its melody, and it is not suppressed, because the vitality of life should bloom in the most beautiful summer; friendship continues, because the sincere emotion will never be silenced by distance. .
Do not care about the pain of the scorching sun, do not think about the gap between reality and ideals, do not give yourself a dream, because even the hope of smiling like a mustard seed can also grow into a glorious rainbow. You can't give yourself any excuses, because with a compromise and a concession, there will be countless reasons to help defeat.
We firmly believe that we are the most beautiful sun, and we will pass the phoenix nirvana and bloom the most dazzling light. We believe that we are the horses of the night pool, and will fly through thousands of miles and practice the speed of running fast.
Everything starts now, starting from this time, letting the stranded dreams and passions begin to sail. At the moment, start!