Me after college
Since childhood, I have been passionate about literature and fine arts. However, I did not walk the path of a writer, nor did I walk the path of a painter. I am a mutated seed sown by art. The oppression of the real environment and the lack of my own cultivation have caused me to miss many opportunities repeatedly. Someone once said: On the road of life, there is one path that everyone must take, and that is the detour of youth. Perhaps I have taken it, but now I should be able to see through it clearly; confusion has become the past. What should I do in college? How many times have I woken from dreams, always with a shiver, hearing time pass before my eyes, moment by moment. What have I learned in these two years? About being a person? About doing things? About academic pursuits? I constantly tell myself that I am already a senior in high school; many things may often exist in dreams, but I should recognize that I am sailing in the ocean of reality. I cannot close myself off like before, letting loneliness and melancholy torment my frail heart. My ideals are clear, my beliefs are firm, and the blueprint of my future will never be vague like mist over waves. I do not seek to be recorded in history or to be celebrated for eternity; I only wish that my small contribution to society can gain general recognition and respect. That is already enough to satisfy me.
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Ka, 'It has started again' hasn't actually started yet; the real start may be in September next year.
Autumn's charm still can't reach the level of a ranger like me. (You can get a bit of insight by reading my posts in detail…) Even if you feel confused, it doesn't mean you are lost. Please believe in yourself; what you should see is your own reality, not other people's words. As those of us born in the '90s, we are the trend of the times and also have the ability to create the future!
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