Wake up（7）

 

7

 

Youth is the best age in life. It is a period when a person's life is in the bud, full of vigor and vitality. It means progress, it means rising, and it contains the unknown of great hope. Encountering youth like this, having youth like this, maybe one day, just such a person will walk through youth, youth is pure and short, and no one can drag the tail of youth for a lifetime. It's just that we are a little excited when we encounter youth now. But at this time, Nan Yangsheng is no longer looking forward to the blooming season as he imagined. He is no longer smiling, bright, flamboyant, and beautiful.

After Nanyang Sheng attended the graduation ceremony, he was sad, and he began to grow up slowly. He felt that when he left the campus, he used to be unscrupulous, crying loudly, laughing when he wanted to, and being petty when he wanted to, and he didn't have to be afraid of what others would say. This time is no longer coming back.

He seemed to see the shadow in front of him. The continuous rain, as if the continuous yearning, the campus rains non-stop. The campus is the station of life, and employment is the voyage of life. Everyone knows that when one's heart is heavy, recalling the past, one can't help but burst into tears and wet one's bosom. If you've never been afraid, embarrassed, or hurt, then you've never taken a risk. Nan Yangsheng began to comfort himself: Don't be afraid, there will be sunshine after the miserable rain.

Youth is not for waste, youth is for hard work. Nanyangsheng revived, youthful, full of vigor, and daring to do something. I am still in adolescence, I should do my best to do what I should do, and reach a height that I can't even imagine. The real hope for the future is to dedicate everything to the present.

The bus tickets for Nanyang students have been booked, and they will leave the campus and the city tomorrow. He lived idlely in the hexagonal pavilion on campus, watching his classmates pass by one after another carrying their luggage, and they have officially entered the society from this moment.

     Several alumni who knew each other warmly greeted Nanyang students when they saw him:

 

Time flies, the campus time has passed like this, but don't forget what we used to be, here is our farewell blessing!

 

May we build a lucky building with our own hands on the way to life. We can all be our own lucky architects.

 

If we face the turbulent waves, we don't need to be afraid, let alone consider ourselves small. Once we have a broad mind, our life will be as magnificent as the sea. Graduation and parting, I hope we can all walk out of a new path.

 

A word of blessing, a lifetime of concern; a word of exhortation, a lifetime of moving. The horn of graduation has sounded, and with our common blessings, we are on our way, no matter how much wind and rain ahead, we will no longer be alone.

 

The youthful footprints of the young students are left on the small roads of the campus, and the laughter and joyous songs are left in the fragrance of the flower beds... Every corner of the alma mater cherishes the friendship of the students and permeates the fantasies of the students.

     The students come from all corners of the country, and go to all over the world. The campus time flies by, like a dream age, full of passion and laughter. The most common sentence that the students say when they say goodbye is: don’t cry and be sad, when the flowers are gone, don’t forget to send you and me news.

At this time, a young girl came towards the Liujiao Pavilion. It was Wanru, a third-year student. Her delicate face exudes a sense of spring, her eyes are as deep as the sea but without a trace of waves, her thick black hair is draped casually over her shoulders, the strands of which are not warm but very charming, her lips are tightly pressed like roses The petals are delicate and dripping. Very beautiful but people dare not blaspheme.

The white peaked cap covered her long coiled hair and half of her face, but she could feel her astonishing beauty. The perfect curve at the corner of her mouth reveals an omniscient and invincible self-confidence, and the black and white casual clothes make her seem mysterious and pure. It feels like there is no other word to describe it except cool is cool.

Nanyangsheng knew Wanru, and they had a simple exchange. The students on campus all know Wanru, Wanru is like an angel with wings falling into the mortal world. Her beauty has been refined. A pair of eyes are as clear as crystals immersed in water, but the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, making them look charming. Pure pupils and seductive eye shapes are wonderfully fused into a very beautiful style, thin lips, the color is as light as water. However, the playful look that flashed in her eyes always made trouble-loving boys feel afraid to provoke her. In fact, the real reason was the rumors about her and psychology professor Shen Zhirui. These rumors are raging. Therefore, no student dares to dream of embracing her under the moonlight.

Through the cluster of speechless lilacs, Nanyang Sheng saw Wanru walking towards him with a transparent pink umbrella, he felt very strange. How did she come to find herself in the rain?

Wanru smiled and said to him, "Nanyang Sheng, I had a hard time looking for you! You're not in the dormitory, why are you sitting here alone?"

     Nanyang Sheng was a little dizzy: "Oh, I'm sorry. The students in the same dormitory are all packing their luggage. I don't want to disturb them. I'm leaving school tomorrow."

     Wanru raised the corners of her eyes slightly, and said to Nanyangsheng charmingly: "Do you know why I am so eager to find you?"

Nan Yangsheng shook his head shyly, he didn't dare to imagine that Wanru came to say goodbye to him on purpose.

Wanru jokingly said with a smile: "Are you thinking, I'm here to see you off?"

Nanyang was speechless.

Wanru laughed loudly and said, "I came to look for you at the behest of Professor Shen."

Nanyang was shocked: "Professor Shen? You mean that psychology professor Shen Zhirui is looking for me?"

     "Yes, stop thinking about it." Wanru said, "Let's go, he has been waiting for you in the library for a long time."

     Wanru handed her transparent pink umbrella to Nan Yangsheng: "It's raining, so I entrust the responsibility of holding the umbrella to you."

Nanyangsheng held an umbrella and tried his best to cover Wanru's body with the umbrella, and Wanru took Nanyangsheng's arm generously without any scruples.

The two cuddled together and walked forward under umbrellas in the rain, stunned some students who happened to see them. The astonished gazes all raised the same question: How could the beautiful school belle Wanru fall in love with that poor student Nanyang Sheng?