As the graduates leaving the campus, I have the same complex feeling in four work years. I still compare the college life as a semi-society, where students do themselves, no wordy parents, no strict teachers. The college is a heaven, a hell or a purgatory for different person, what he (she) chooses to do, what he (she) will face or enjoy. Stepping in the true life, are the graduates ready?
During the lapsed four years, I tried to study and acclimatize myself to my job and the society; I think I have well done, however, I don’t feel very good. I always remember my student times, at which time I had a dream at least, but now I often have no idea where I am. When I see the parting students, I can’t say what’s on my mind clearly, that is a feeling beyond expression.