19, Opening Ceremony

In the auditorium of Yenching University, at 9 o'clock in the morning, the opening ceremony officially began, and in addition to a few prescribed actions according to the procedure, various representatives took turns to speak, and their high-pitched voices were recalled in the auditorium.

I deliberately sat with Jiang Feifei, and the two of us sat side by side, hand in hand, in the middle of the auditorium with the freshmen team. Seeing that annoying squad leader Liu, shuttling between his classmates, I felt a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, this feeling flashed by.

As everyone stood up and sang the national anthem, I immersed myself in my own creation, and let this disturbing world be far from my thoughts.

I learned from Jiang Feifei, tried to write a Tang poem, then stabbed her, handed over my electronic notebook, and then sat down seriously.

I watched with the rest of my eyes, Jiang Feifei read carefully, and then wrote quickly, half an hour later, he raised his head, smiled at me, and handed me the electronic notebook.

My poems:

A letter to spring

On a snowy winter's day, the wind blew a letter to spring.

The sky says,

I let the crystal clear snow princess come, hoping that he and Winter Boy will give birth to the most beautiful spring;

The wind is the clarion call to send relatives, and the cold is their best companion;

The white clouds are their wedding dresses, and the clear sky is their thoughts.

Speaking broadly,

I have inherited thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow;

I have been hit by cold snaps again and again, and the north wind is howling;

I withstood the severe cold of Sanjiu, and the moon was tormented;

I want to hug, the spring breeze is warm, and the spring is more enchanting.

Nature says,

There are unpredictable storms in the sky, and there are spring, summer, autumn and winter on the earth;

The moon is cloudy and sunny, and the sun rises in the east and sets in the west;

There is a breeze in the forest, and fish swim in the sea;

There is wind and snow in winter, and it is cold in spring.

Winter makes the sun shine brighter,

The white clouds open their smiling faces to dress up the blue sky,

The north wind dances with the Snow Maiden,

Ice hangs sweating against the sun,

Contribute to the crystal, make yourself shorter and shorter;

Winter makes the sun shine brighter,

The snow presses down on the plum tops,

The plum blossoms are fighting the cold with their heads held high, and they are blooming scarlet;

The sky is full of snow,

It is still inferior to the red plum, and the fragrance is a little bit.

Winter makes the sun shine brighter,

The void bamboo bushes opened their mouths and laughed,

Laughing and dancing with snowflakes,

Laughing all the snow and washing the green bamboo,

Laughing at the plum blossoms blooming and the apes are dotted,

Laughing and laughing,

Only send the fragrance and do not compete for beauty.

The winter sun is still shining,

Everything is lazy and dormant.

Busy with the north wind blowing frequently,

Tear your throat and roar,

Only the river is frozen, the earth sleeps, and all things sleep;

Attracted the morning fog shrouded,

Show the lost tricks,

It only seems that the sky is gray, the earth is hazy, and the mountains and rivers are pervasive;

Dancing the snowflakes in the long sky,

Light and wonderful spirit pearl man drifting,

The earth is so beautiful that the earth is covered with rousha, the thoughts sprout, and the night sky is dreamy;

Frozen the quiet attachment between the river and the earth,

Gave up the gurgling water, laughed and sang,

Just lying quietly, silently contemplative, silently expecting, slowly meandering.

This year's winter is a snowy winter,

It's also a dreamy winter,

It is a winter full of hope.

Snowflakes purify their hearts and dilute their grievances,

Snowflakes are accompanied by thoughts, dancing reverie, and pregnant with expectations;

Snowflakes have given the earth a new coat,

Give wings to the ideal,

Let our hearts wander freely.

Winter has passed the bitter cold,

How can spring be far away?

Jiang Feifei, a poem back to me:

A letter from spring to winter

winter

I am an extension of you,

Without your cold,

How will you meet my warmth?

Without your wind howling,

How to experience the spring breeze blowing willows, green on both sides of the strait?

Thousands of miles of ice without you,

Where is my revival of all things and the awakening of nature?

Without your snow,

Where is my green waves rolling and spring flowers full of gardens?

I have nothing but gratitude to you,

Thanksgiving for me to welcome the wild geese returning to the north,

The sun is warm, the spring is bright,

The pine waves are bursting, and the flowers are more vivid.

I have a reward for you,

Carry out the femininity to the end,

Turn warmth into a silly world,

Embrace nature with all your heart.

I write the picture scroll with the spring breeze,

Let all things grow,

Let the grass linger,

Let the seedlings grow stronger,

Let the little tree grow quickly,

Make the green bamboo more verdant,

Make the forest denser,

Make the flowers more vivid,

Make the earth more vibrant,

Let the mountains stand taller,

Let the creek be clearer and more cheerful,

Let the rivers flow,

Let the turbid waves of the sea be emptied,

Make the sky bluer.

I'm going to let the spring breeze tell you,

I have infinite tenderness,

can make the sunshine more charming,

I have a wonderful magic weapon,

can make the blue sky farther,

I have colorful colors,

A picture of nature's magnificence.

I will do a good job of inheritance,

Give it all to Summer.

We both looked at each other and smiled at the same time. In this smile, there is deep sisterhood, heartfelt complaints, and a happy conversation.

In the process of our eye contact, the opening ceremony on the stage has also come to an end.

In the president's passionate speech, the graduation ceremony came to a triumphant end.