Civil engineering people who have graduated for many years, are they doing well?

Mondo Social Updated on 2024-03-08

Time flies, time flies, and in an instant, it has been 16 years since I left the university campus.

As civil engineering graduates, do we still remember the vows and dreams we made at the beginning? How many students are sticking to this industry and struggling with enthusiasm?

Recently, in my spare time, I browsed the stories of many civil engineers, witnessed their "gorgeous" transformation from young teenagers to middle-aged uncles, and deeply felt the difficulty of peers and the resonance of their souls.

Sixteen years ago, we were a humble student in three schools, full of hope and expectation for the future. At that time, we had no experience in the world, with a little confidence and expectation, and naturally stepped into a new chapter of our lives. Although my writing is not very good, I still want to share my personal experiences along the way, and I can speak freely as I like.

Originally, I wanted to talk about the story of six roommates in the same dormitory at the university, but after thinking about it for a while, I still felt that it would be more appropriate to introduce myself first. Let me put aside the resume-style introduction, don't talk about trivial things such as age, height, blood type, etc., and only talk about the ups and downs along the way.

I spent my college years in my home province, which is located in the central and eastern regions. Most of my classmates chose the Yangtze River Delta, provincial capitals and nearby areas to make a living, but I took my bags alone and embarked on the green train heading south. At that moment, it may be a little sad, but more of it is young and vigorous, with the dream of spreading its wings and soaring, looking forward to the wonderful future.

It seemed to me that it was easier to find a job back then than it is now, and society was relatively tolerant of those of us who were not highly educated. As long as you are willing to work hard, you can basically find your own world. And now, the social competition is becoming more and more fierce, and it is difficult for those with high education to find jobs, let alone those of us with low education? Buying a house, buying a car, getting married, and having children all seem to have become more out of reach.

To get back to the point, when I came to the train station, said goodbye to my classmates, and stepped on the green train to the south, my part-time job began. Along the way, the sound of the clatter train accompanied me, and after 36 hours of bumpy driving, I finally arrived at my destination, a province and city in the southwest. There are so many people that their legs are about to be their own, and this hardship can only be experienced by those who have experienced it. However, when I stepped into this new city, the excitement in my heart made me forget my tiredness for a while.

At 8 o'clock in the summer morning, the sun was scorching, and I couldn't wait to walk out of the train station with my earthy gray bag. I'm anxious to find someone to pick me up, for fear of making them wait for a long time. In the crowded vehicles and **, I was a little dazzled, maybe because I had been standing for a long time and was hungry! I went to a small shop for breakfast, ordered a bowl of soy milk and a fried dough stick, and devoured it without savoring the taste.

It may be that there is no rest on the road, and sleepiness hits at this time. Thinking of buying a bottle of energy drink to refresh myself, I went to the store next door and bought two bottles of drinks, one for myself and one for the person who picked me up. I took out my long-cherished hundred-dollar bill and paid for it, but I didn't expect my boss to ask me to change it. When I just got out of campus, I knew the doorway, so I changed it casually, and I didn't notice the greasy in it. I only care if the person who picks me up arrives, for fear of missing it.

When I returned to the construction site, I found out that the 100-yuan bill was fake, and I suddenly felt a surge of anger in my heart. It was hard-earned money from my parents, and I kept it in my wallet for years. This is the reality of society, and people have to be vigilant at all times. It's much better now, but that experience is something I remember in my mind.

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