The rain outside the window is getting heavier and heavier, and the glass is splashed with water droplets. This weather makes the air fresher, and everything is as clear and pure as it was at the beginning.
I was very nervous preparing for my graduation defense a few days ago, and finally finished my graduation defense the morning before yesterday. On the day of the defense, it was hard to tell whether I was nervous, excited, or calm.
Until the defense chair announced, had 5 votes in favor of granting the master's degree, 0 votes in disapproval, and 0 abstentions. Based on the voting results, the defense committee made a recommendation: grant Xiao Wei a professional degree in such and such field.
Professor Wang Weize read out the defense resolution
After passing the defense successfully,I started to get a little excited, and suddenly I realized that my postgraduate career seemed to be over at this moment. My voice was a little choked and my eyes were a little teary. I would like to thank my instructors and teachers.
I was busy until after one o'clock in the afternoon and finished all kinds of work. I was still very excited and very tired but not sleepy. It was not until about seven o'clock in the evening that I felt exhausted and collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.
On the way to the office this morning, the scenery of the campus looked particularly beautiful. There were strong sycamore trees on both sides of the road, and flowers and plants of various colors were dotted under the trees. Everything was just like that morning three years ago, when it was also raining. The same complicated mood, this time it was more just joy.
graduated!
May the flowers bloom like brocade when we go away, and we hope they will be the same again when we meet again.
There are endless topics to talk about graduation. When I talk about graduation, I always feel something suppressed in my chest. Maybe this time I really graduated, just like the good times finally passed, but I couldn't do anything about it.
There are still too many things to do, but we really have to leave. This time we have to carry all our luggage and walk out of the campus, out of the gate that separates leisure and rush.
Graduation may be sad, but there will also be regrets. I regret that I didn’t take the initiative to pursue the girl I met on the playground. I regret that I failed a professional course that I was full of confidence in. It’s a pity that I haven’t started to experience it with my heart and I have graduated in the blink of an eye.
Graduating my master's degree this summer has a slightly different mood than my previous undergraduate graduation, and I don't feel too sad or nostalgic.
The experimental building is tilted downward (sliding to the left is better)
Looking back on the years of high school, undergraduate, and master's degrees, I might have thought this way before, but you who turned around and left have made me miss you all my life.
Now I feel more and more that even if I miss you, don’t look back. You have to keep going in life and don’t look back. Over the years, partings and reunions continue to occur. It doesn't matter if you get used to it, you won't be sad anymore.
There is a passage in "Spirited Away" that says it well:
Life is like a train heading to the end of life. There will be many stops on the way. No one can accompany you from beginning to end. You will see people coming and going, up and down.
If you are lucky, someone will walk with you for a while. When this person is about to get off the bus, even if you are reluctant to leave, you should be grateful and wave goodbye, because maybe there will be another person who will accompany you at the next stop. further.
I will graduate soon, but I will still be reluctant to leave. Maybe I will miss it some sunny weekend in the future when I have nothing to do.
The picture comes from Teacher Huo Liping of Huali
I was looking forward to this day when school first started. When the day came, I was a little panicked. I felt like it had come so fast. I felt like I was not ready yet.
They say graduation is far away, and we all went our separate ways in the blink of an eye.
As expected, gardenias have bloomed again during this season. The gardenias I planted two years ago are now withered and only bloomed a few times. Looking back on the fragrance of the flowers at that time, I think about it as a touch of youthful and pure love. .
Everything seemed to be expected, but everything went too helplessly. Every day, we will walk around the campus intentionally or unintentionally, take a look at what it looks like today, and think about how it welcomed us as children four years ago. After four years of walking, it seems that I have returned to the starting point.
Suddenly I felt that my classmates and friends of four years were much kinder and more lovely than I imagined!
I still remember that on the train three years ago, Brother Yu and the others had come to school a day early, added me on QQ, and asked me if I was bored on the train at night. I could chat with him. I was really heart-warmed. Thank you to my roommate for the three years. accompany.
My roommate boss
Please forgive me for using such a handsome photo.
At night under the stars, everything is as gentle as the wind. Is the door of the library still open? In that study room where I struggled for several months during the postgraduate entrance examination, I don’t know how many people continue to pursue their dreams there. I have always been grateful for those days of studying hard. Regardless of the outcome, it has taught me a lot.
I read a passage before: How I wish I suddenly woke up one day and found that I fell asleep in a class in elementary school. Everything I am experiencing now is a dream, and the table is covered with your saliva.
You told your deskmate that you had a long dream. Your deskmate calls you an idiot and tells you to listen to the class carefully. You look at the stadium outside the window, everything is so familiar, and everything is still full of hope.
But it is very rare to finally graduate. After studying for nearly 20 years, I finally feel a sense of liberation and loss. The loss is the helpless hesitation of the beautiful years of youth.
Brothers, sisters and brothers in the group
I was forced by an anonymous senior brother named Liu who was in the same class as me in the group (looking at me eagerly next to me) to ask me to thank him. I would like to thank this senior brother for his help and support, and also thank the team by the way. Other senior brothers, sisters and brothers! Nice to have you.
The beautiful but short three-year postgraduate study life is coming to an end in the blink of an eye. Faced with the fleeting time and the changing of things, the only thing I can do is to cherish this time like a fleeting moment.
After graduation, no matter how reluctant you are to say goodbye, you still have to wave goodbye. The road ahead may not be smooth sailing, but it will definitely have a different style.
The real youth bids farewell. From now on, across the world, when we meet again, our black hair may have turned white, and some people may even never see each other again.
postscript:
These four words, happy graduation, are not easy to say at all.
I would like to take this opportunity to commemorate the three wonderful years of my master's degree in Chinese science and to commemorate the years of youth that will eventually pass away.