June 26, 2019, the last night of my academic career.

Tomorrow, I will get up early, go to get my graduation certificate, degree certificate and other formalities, and then carry my pink 26-inch suitcase, return home, and then expect to pinch my fingers and be sad for a few days, and go north again, to the norther, colder, and more remote cities of the motherland.

Step out of the ivory tower and be ...... Social people, it's really sad, it's so uncomfortable, there is no page, no spouse, only yourself, and the confusion and timidity that follow you like a shadow.

Four years ago, I came on the spot, and four years later, I can't do it again.

On the last night, they were all partying, various rooms, people, barbecue and alcohol, everyone seemed to be in good spirits, in order to avoid drinking and making mistakes, delaying tomorrow's trip, did not touch more, went outside for a turn, on the big playground, there were many people sitting around, all of them were several, more than a dozen in a circle, in the dark, a lamp was propped up in the middle of the circle, blue, green, purple, pink...... I haven't seen the Kong Ming lantern this year, guessing it's not allowed, for the sake of safety hazards or something? Not sure, but anyway, it's lively.

I went around the rubber runway four or five times, I counted, a total of 51 laps, 51 lively, and suddenly remembered what was written in the previous chapter, the students sitting cross-legged around the light and hot stove outside the Shacheng projection are probably like this.

I remember when this book was first written about the academy, some people lamented, saying how to write about the academy again, I didn't answer at the time, in fact, I couldn't give an answer myself, yes, why write about the academy? It's not very pleasant, and I don't write it well, but just now, as I walked, I suddenly understood, because I subconsciously cherished all this, so I wanted to keep it.

In the past six months, I seem to have been shrouded in this emotion, as if I was watching a bad node approaching day by day, and the calendar brushed and dropped the pages, and soon finally fell clean.

Finally...... Graduated.

Several major events in this life have passed away at once, and my life is about to enter the middle of my life, and I don't seem to be ready yet.

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Or think too much about yourself.

So there is a lot of sorrow, which is not good, but the emotions in my heart are difficult to resist, such as a low mood, I can't be interested in anything, including games (although I rarely play), I'm very hungry, my stomach retchs to protest, but I can't eat, I can only buy a bottle of milk to drink at night, because I like to stay up late to read, and my sleep is terrible, which is reflected in reality...... It's so empty...... When you touch the position of your heart with your hand, you can barely feel the beat...... It's a bad state, it's not okay to go on like this......

In the final analysis, it is still uncertain about the future, and the company that signed is naturally not as expected, so there is some resistance. As a matter of course, try to overcome. I am not afraid of tiredness and hard work, but I am afraid of unhappiness, and this seems to be inevitable.

Remembering a sentence in a sticky note:

"It's a day to be happy, and it's not a good day...... Then the day doesn't count. ”

What a lovely sentence, it's a pity that this realm is too high, I have been cultivating immortals for two and a half years, where can I comprehend it......

It's too hard for a strong man!!

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In the past few days near graduation, there are clouds overhead, there are a lot of miscellaneous things, and there are a lot of parties, I am the kind of person who likes to be close to the bustle, too close, I will feel noisy, headache, too far away, and feel lonely and cold, super difficult to serve.

The mood of "bumpy" has become an irregular update, and it has become a decline in data, I originally wanted to boost it, but the state did not agree, and I reluctantly blew up the earth, just the three hundred words in the second half, I deleted and changed it back and forth three times, and made do with it, and then sleepiness hit, tossed for a while, couldn't sleep, just a headache, no idea, wanted to say something, so Rory rambled these hundreds of words, the central idea is not, just thinking about writing a few words, commemorating.

Sixteen years of schooling.

After tonight, I really envy the graduate students, the graduate students, the work, at least, their studies have not been interrupted, and mine is gone.

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Farewell, university.

Farewell, my sixteen years.

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I'm sorry for the interruption, good night.

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