Graduation: It's a beautiful day today. There will be no class tomorrow, and there will be no class in the future.

The summer of 2020 came quietly with the gradual calm of the epidemic. In this huge epidemic, people's emotions also tend to ease. From unintentional to hindsight, from fear to calmness. Out of control, helpless, strong, hard-working, moved and admired. Word by word, just like the time spent in the first half of 2020. So vivid and vivid. In this special environment, as a college graduate in 2020, I was instantly given a different meaning by netizens. "How miserable are the graduates in 2020?" The emergence of topics such as "the first college student to graduate at home in history" has made us prospective graduates start to think about whether we are really "miserable".

But time will never stop for a minute because of who. Despite the lack of a sense of ceremony, this year's graduates who have attracted much attention from netizens will eventually graduate as scheduled.

May 2020 18:

The liveliness of the dormitory never seems to stop, and the sound of tapping the keyboard appears and disappears in the random music song list, which is in sharp contrast with the campus in May. Intermittent raindrops have brought a little coolness to the campus, preparing to drive away the last trace of irritability for us lucky people. Maybe it's to remind us graduates to cherish the last tranquility in these four years of college life. The stream that just came back from the water room gently put the kettle on the ground, and the wet hair made people feel refreshed. "How is the revision of your paper going?" "Soon!" There are still three days before the thesis defense. Constantly check and modify, and the printed documents will be piled up on the desktop of the dormitory. From time to time, the group news of the class rings, announcing that we are going to graduate.

May 2, 20201day:

? The first ray of sunshine in the morning ran into someone's quilt, and the sudden alarm clock interrupted this tenderness, followed by waking up after a deep sleep. As usual, a new day has begun, but it has a different taste. No class, no sitting. Today is the day of thesis defense. Everyone's face is more or less flustered. They hastily cleaned up their fatigue these days, greeted this important ceremony with their best makeup, and bid farewell to the last cut of their student days with all respect. The moment I walked out of the defensive field, I suddenly remembered one thing: all the things you thought were difficult at first will end in the end. And those hardships are actually just an episode on the road of life, not worth mentioning. Because the day after tomorrow and tomorrow.

May 23, 2020:

The ringing of the telephone suddenly reminded me, "Hi! The school courier goes to the dormitory downstairs to collect things. What we want to take back can be directly mailed back and cleaned up. " Sasha's voice is as penetrating as before. The school's notice of leaving school is the day after the defense, and I'm going to leave school tomorrow. Sell everything you can't take away, but those heavy memories can't go away!

? In the summer of 2020, I graduated and walked out of the campus with unfulfilled ideals and a backpack full of memories of our youth. It's all over, as if it had just begun. At the first formal class meeting of freshmen, the counselor stood on the podium and said softly, "Students, welcome to another new starting point in life. Four years of college life will be wonderful, but you need to explore patiently. Four years of college life is very short, so short that you feel that you are not ready to open your heart and have to accept the fact that you are about to graduate. So please cherish! " But how can we interpret the true meaning of what the teacher said at that time? Just pretend it's just the beginning. Don't worry, take your time. But time passed in the blink of an eye. I remember that our internship period was advanced in the next semester of junior year. Shortly after the Spring Festival, we each went to the internship place by train. The six-month internship began quietly in the sound of firecrackers. After that, they were busy in strange places. During this time, I never thought that chatting with each other in the dormitory became an expectation. After a hard day's work, an occasional video call will be a small surprise. From that moment on, I knew it was so difficult to cherish, and suddenly found that our college time might really be about to expire. I still remember that every time Xiaoyun called, I always comforted her: "It's okay, we still have one year. When we go back to school, we should eat the food in the school cafeteria. Every time we are free, we will go out to play together and never regret it. " But the plan is just a plan, and we were caught off guard by what happened next. How do you predict the change? The last year is doomed to regret.

Senior, a graduate in the teacher's mouth, an old school sister who can't see her eyes all her life. The alternation of future and reality urges us to think, undertake and act. Everyone is telling us that you are no longer a child, and you are about to face the ever-changing rivers and lakes. Always reflect on yourself. Are you ready? Postgraduate entrance examination, formal examination, job fair, interview, thesis, graduation, etc. These words constitute the reality and future of every senior graduate. We are also involved in this torrent without exception, and there is no way out. At six o'clock in the morning, in front of the library, at noon 12 canteen, in the afternoon study room, and at night 10 dormitory. This is all the memory points about my senior three. These days, "graduation" is the most sensitive word for us. The original plan was not completed. Instead, my roommate informed me by mobile phone that I occupied the study room seat countless times, and helped me buy food in the canteen at noon, waiting for my back. Life was hard, but I knew I was happy then.

As for my alma mater, I think I hate her. I've been very emotional since freshman year. I am disappointed with the environmental construction and strict rules and regulations of my alma mater. I complain that I didn't go to college, but another senior three. I remember the incomprehensible rehearsal of the radio exercise, the mandatory seating arrangement, the difficult voting to contact relatives, the thrilling dormitory inspection every week, and the strange rule that there should be no garbage in the trash can and nothing on the table. Various tedious activities make us very tired as freshmen and sophomores. But such hatred was washed away by the tolerance of the alma mater. I admire her very much, because at the last moment when I left her, I was convinced that I loved her and was full of reluctance and gratitude. I thank her for her wisdom over the past four years, accompanying me to grow up and giving me the most precious friendship. I won't give up the four years I spent with her. I don't know if I will bring some pride to my alma mater in the future, but now I am proud of her. I will carry on with everything she gave me, and I will live bravely.

? We finally graduated. Although there was no formal graduation ceremony under the pandemic, I think maybe each of us gave ourselves a grand graduation ceremony in our hearts, but in different ways. The day before we left, my roommates and I sold the textbooks we used to think were expensive in the dormitory to the uncle downstairs at the cheapest price. We lament the difference between bargaining school textbooks and selling them cheaply now. Sigh our wasted time, sigh our ridiculous behavior: we ate a relatively satisfactory graduation meal with the money from the last book sale. But anyway, this is our graduation ceremony. No ceremony platform, no audience, no flowers. There is wine, food, laughter and each other. All good things must come to an end. Let's drink to the future! From then on, the soldiers are divided into two ways, looking forward to meeting you at the peak!

? Some people say graduation is a heavy verb, others say graduation is an unforgettable noun, but graduation is not an adjective that tears when you are moved. Once we graduated, we were spectators, but this year, we became the protagonists. The weather today is very good. There is no class today. We can do what we want, without worrying about the teacher suddenly calling the roll, preparing difficult homework and getting up early, but we won't have classes in the future!