Just now, the bell rang for the end of the graduate school entrance examination.
For most of the classmates.
The 2024 postgraduate written examination has ended.
I used to have questions about myself over and over again.
At this moment, there is finally an answer
The moment you walk out of the exam room.
The dust has settled.
The road is bumpy, and there is a spring breeze on the other side.
Regardless of the outcome.
This time, you're the one who wins
Outside the examination room in the early morning, there were already people waiting.
I see you who are about to go to war.
Seeing one by one is full of anticipation.
A little nervous face.
I don't know the gift from the college in my hand.
Does it make you feel at ease.
The bell rang, and the book was opened, and the pen was handed in, without regrets.
In fact, the moment the sword is sheathed, you are already victorious
can determine our future.
It's not those few test papers, but the harvest and growth brought about by the hard work day and night along the way.
The day before the graduate school entrance examination.
Say goodbye to your "nest", the library is full of people, but there is always a place, from spring to winter, it is like someone who has always accompanied you through the hardships of this journey
Familiar and unfamiliar side table We may never have spoken, we may study in different fields, and the chances of meeting each other in the future are even rarer, but I believe that our fate will make us meet again!
However, I don't want us to see each other again, I hope we can all achieve our dreams.
Run to your own sea of stars.
Goodbye, sister who is engrossed in the endorsement.
Remember your endorsement to the hoarse insistence.
Goodbye, brother who has studied hard and practiced hard to brush up on the questions.
Remember your hands that were red from the cold, but still struggling to write.
Goodbye, kind strangers, thank you for the encouragement notes and items you sent.
Because of you, I'm never alone.
This year is the most unforgettable time in the life of the graduate students.
I still remember the small desk lamp that would still be on after the lights went out in the dormitory, or the cold air under the dim street lamp and recited.
I will always remember the tossing and turning from anxiety to the peace of mind after being relieved and firm, and I will always remember the year from the beginning of confusion and helplessness to the later persistent pursuit of dreams, joy and tears, warmth and touching, I will always remember.
I know I'm not a soldier, but in this war without gunpowder.
The graduate students are far stronger than they imagined.
Graduate students from the summer solstice to the winter solstice.
From looking for a fan to finding a heater.
From feeling lost to determined goals.
This year, the road is long, but the effort has been made.
I have no regrets!