Work for two years after next week, after graduation for two years, the campus is getting farther and farther away from me. I am still at the place where I work on the first day. I don’t know whether I still have the ideal I once had. This problem has been lingering around me recently. Maybe I live deep in my heart but it is slowly buried by reality, or maybe it has already gone out. After graduation, I found a job from nine to five, from curiosity and excitement at the beginning, ignorance and ignorance to following the rules and doing nothing now. The two-year work in the system makes me feel the most: innovation and self-determination are not welcomed, and making every little thing do not make mistakes is the best work performance, and you are a good employee in China. This kind of working condition made me feel painful at first, then I felt numb after thinking about it. Step-by-step work, dealing with those trivial work year after year. Most of the time, I deeply doubt my original choice. As a living person, I was tied up by my work to survive. I was too TMD to achieve success. My mood burst into a burst, from time to time. I felt that every day I was not destroying work, but work was destroying me. I thought about not going to work every day, but I always sat in front of the computer in the office on time, with an obedient and sensible look. If I had been working as usual, I would still work instead of finishing my work. Many years later, I would have become the appearance of many colleagues now. I worked from nine to five and worked step by step. My mood was neither supercilious nor surprised. The present of him (her) is my future, the ordinary life that I can see at a glance. Once, who ever thought that we might become such ordinary people? When we were young, we all had one or even several great dreams. We could proudly say to the world: I want to be a scientist when I grow up, and I want to be an inventor, I wanted to build planes and cannons. When I was young, I always felt that I was unusual. I was different from the children around me. Playing small depends on my good grades, I firmly believed that I would become a scientist when I grew up, although I didn’t know what a scientist was or what kind of scientific parents were at that time, but I often show confidence and pride in front of other students. Comparing today and evening, I found that I was not as good as when I was young. Now I don’t have the courage and confidence that I don’t know where I came from. A few days ago, everyone in the high school group talked about the humbleness of real work and the ideal bone feeling in dreams. I also raised my confusion and anxiety to the group. Z, who is about to graduate, encouraged me to stick to what I love, but she has been running on the road of striving for her ideal. I kept silent for a long time. The insipid work and the comfort around me made me forget those ideals and love that were once full of passion. I admire a girl like her. No matter under what circumstances, she dares to stick to and express her ideal. They exude a power that is bound to succeed. I know that smart people don’t have to go to doctoral studies, but at least they should read themselves in life and define their own direction. We used to be a group of children who held their hearts and dream world, but we didn’t insist on the determination and persistence of Qingsong not to relax. On the way of growing up, many of us gradually became an ordinary adult when we walked, just like a tiny dust in the wind, water drops, flowers and leaves, or nothing. However, fortunately, we are still young, and we can all regain our dreams. Struggle, dog life!

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The impression of Guo Meimei had been staying in the background shadow of Red Cross, luxury car and godfather, and she couldn’t see her true face all the time. A criminal gang that organized gambling during the World Cup, Beijing police arrested 8 members of the gang. Guo Meimei was one of the people who participated in the organization’s gambling and confessed to the illegal activities involved in gambling. An ordinary truth Guo Meimei surfaced. Guo Meimei transferred to Tianjiao Middle School (now renamed as No. 1 Middle School of Yiyang city, Hunan province) in the first semester of the second year of junior high school. At that time, she was also called Guo Meiling. Tianjiao Middle School was the best middle school in Yiyang at that time, and Guo Meimei was assigned to Class 19, grade 2. She is very white, not tall, and her handwriting is very beautiful. At that time, Guo Meimei was very mature and sometimes came to class with makeup. There were several times when I watched her enter the classroom wearing high heels. Guo Meimei was once rated as class flower by classmates in his class. At that time, she was still slightly fat, not as thin as now. After Guo Meimei came to our school, she became the head of the school. It is said that the problem teenagers in the school all regard her as the head. Moreover, Guo Meimei had a close relationship with some gangsters in the society. It was said that once Guo Meimei asked someone to put a boy who was against her in front of her, and then kicked the boy with her feet. The posture was very arrogant. It has been widely spread that Guo Meimei’s family is rich and powerful. All I knew was that her parents had been divorced for a long time, and she had been following her mother. Her mother was quite rich at that time. Guo is her mother’s family name. She didn’t tell us her father’s family name. In fact, she never mentioned her father in front of her classmates. Before transfer, she studied in Chaoyang International Experimental School in Yiyang city, which was similar to a noble school. After transferring to another school, she often showed off her beautiful clothes and how much they cost with her classmates. It was strange that their family still lived in Quanfeng community at that time, which was a relatively ordinary residential community. The environment is not particularly good. The students who could talk with her during school were all those who didn’t like studying very much, and I didn’t have much contact with them. At that time, the head teacher of class 19 was Liu, who was a famous teacher in the school. Teacher Liu was very dissatisfied with her dress and didn’t feel like a middle school student. Teacher Liu had talked about this issue with her many times, but she didn’t change it, so she was asked to transfer to another school. She didn’t care in her impression. When she was transferred to our school, she told her deskmate that she had almost read all the junior high schools in Yiyang city. After the transfer, some people said they had gone to Chongqing, while others said they had gone to Shenzhen.

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The fireworks fell in March, and the blue paddle lit up my missing. I searched for your story in the long years. In that small building with green bricks and tiles, I was drunk in my memory about you with the aroma of wine. Stepping on the setting sun on the bluestone, I saw who was still singing the final song for thousands of years on the mottled broken bridge. The ferry port winds the thoughts of landscape families, letting the waves break the lovesickness, and then the river surface ripples, which turns into the most beautiful poetry deep in the clouds and smoke. The folk songs of the water town wake up the fish and shrimp, I also sang and woke up the plantain and Willow on the shore, but I couldn’t copy your beauty, so I could only sigh softly in those uneven verses: Jiangnan! Like (prose editor: indifferent) the 30th year of my WeChat era

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