Back University campus

A few days ago, the guide told us on the Internet that we had time to go back to school to get the diploma of self-taught examination. So, taking advantage of my vacation time, I went back to the university again. I thought that I had graduated for more than half a year. Since I officially graduated in early last July, I have never been back. For half a year, college time appeared in my dream more than once. Although it was a moment, I woke up with infinite nostalgia for the good times. This rare and appropriate opportunity to return to school was full of expectation in my heart. Because during the winter vacation, there were only a few sporadic people on campus. After getting the diploma, I strolled through the empty basketball court on the campus road with the care and nostalgia of general manager. It seemed that the scenes we played basketball in those years appeared in front of my eyes, as long as there is a game for boys in the class, we girls must beat gongs and drums, waving flags and shouting. Although we don’t know how to play basketball, we still need to make comments on who has the most handsome posture and who throws the most accurate ball, who scored the ball at most went through the small garden full of memories. The dilapidated and barren scene in my eyes really made me feel worried. The small pavilion that once protected me from the wind and rain had become scarred, completely, even the small stone tables and stools under the pavilion had been torn down, lying on both sides of the path, and several stone railings were also torn down. Facing this situation, I don’t know how to express the sadness in my heart. There is a word called “Things are different from people”, but the scene in front of me may be more accurate to call “things are different from people! Passing by from the girls’ dormitory in Red Mansions, I looked up at the 501 of Unit 3, the dormitory window full of reluctance and nostalgia, and the laughter and slapping of my roommate and me echoed in my ears, I remember that sometimes someone forgot to bring something, we simply threw it out of the window, the teaching building and the library seemed to have not changed much, and everything was revisited as before, which reminded me of the past. Basketball courts, libraries, teaching buildings, small gardens, canteens and dormitory buildings feel that time is turning back rapidly. People passing by show Buddha as their own silhouette. They shuttle through the campus every day, although they are busy, however, I am carefree and don’t need to consider life and future. My classmates told me that those years in college were the best time in our life, which was worth cherishing and recalling most, at that time, we put the infinite reverie of youth into reality, shouting by one and responding by all, and we were always full of passion. But these wonderful things passed away in a flash, leaving memories, it is also a pity to hear that the new campus of the iron Academy has already been built. Some departments have already planned to move over, and other departments will almost move out until the next year. Maybe they will go again in two years, I can’t find the shadow of my alma mater any more. I really feel nostalgic when I go there this time. I’m afraid I won’t have a chance to go there any more. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Suiyu couple transcription one

Silence is the principle of reason. Abide by the plain, face the confusion, and remain true to the heart. Yingying pulse, Lotus under the moon. If Lotus is invited to read the mark of heart, then silence will not be infected by loneliness. In fact, silence is also clothing, and loneliness is not the color of clothing. I walked in clothes and saw different scenery. Silence is sometimes a kind of light, a kind of voice other than sound. Silence is the heaven of silence. I am at the boundary of Heaven, listening and feeling. If so, the heart is empty. 2 people, the most real possession, not fame or benefit. Status and power can not give off the flash of human nature, but only make human nature covered with dirt. Purple clothes and flowers can only decorate people’s appearance, but not their hearts. Simple, indifferent. It is the best form of life. Breeze and bright moon are the best scenery in the world. I don’t want to walk in the hustle and bustle. I am willing to walk in the vast wild, facing the wind and snow, watching the dead branches and leaves. I don’t want to look for living materials in the bustling city. I am willing to look for wild food in the deep mountains and valleys. 3 kindness is the warmth and mellow of human nature and the flower of human nature. Its fragrance is warmer than the sun. 4 people always live in transformation. People always can’t find an apartment with the same heart and shape. The heart is tired by the shape. There is no withered grass or withered leaves in this world. In the ups and downs of grass leaves, they can’t keep any color and fragrance of them as food for memory. There is no constant sky or scenery. Yesterday, Today, tomorrow; Past, present, future. Time, the omnipresent magic, is changeable. It even washed my memory, and I was at a loss, like a boat in a huge whirlpool. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Xiang from Ward 7

I don’t know how to express my feelings, just like being blocked by a wall and unable to find a breakthrough. I am an ordinary nurse, I love my profession very much, and the patients also like my gentle character, so they always come to me for anything, saying that other nurses are too fierce and afraid, so I have to be bullied. But I never feel sorry for God, because our job itself is to send roses to others to leave lingering fragrance, so I am also very happy to do more for others. However, there are also some patients who don’t let go of any trivial matters. How to explain is of no help, and communication is very laborious. A few days ago, I was on duty and the ward was very busy. I helped my colleague who worked together to change a bottle of medicine. Out of kindness, the result was not optimistic. I walked into Ward 7, walked to the bedside of bed 23, and changed the dressing for a patient named a xiang. I saw that in order to save a drop of medicine, she left very little liquid in the infusion set, even there is no liquid in the infusion pot, blood vessels have returned to blood, and even some coagulation. I vaguely heard the comments from other people in the ward: This stingy man is very ill, miser ‘I didn’t quite understand her behavior at that time, and I didn’t think much about it. Seeing it, she came forward kindly and changed a new infusion set for her. Unexpectedly, she flew into a rage and said to me angrily. Every day, others didn’t change the dressing like this, saying that I didn’t know how to return to the rules and fake products. I explained to her patiently that she became more and more excited as if she was going crazy. She also said that she doubted the ability of all doctors and nurses, and she was very worried about her treatment. I’m not arguing, just busy with other things.. Later, as long as I saw me or heard my voice, I shouted at my throat and asked me what my name was and wanted to sue me. I had no choice but to smile. When I got home, I felt very depressed. What kind of way should I treat my patients properly? Is the harmony of human society really Stranded? I almost stayed up all night. As soon as I went to work the next morning, I hurried to inquire about a Xiang’s situation. Some colleagues with bad temper reprimanded me severely and said, “You are right. What’s the terrible thing? It really brings shame to the nursing team. ‘I said that things eventually started because of me, and I felt guilty. Then she was concocted again: you are kind-hearted, help me, what’s wrong? It’s her own business for her A Xiang to feel uncomfortable, sick, you are really mediocre. Finally, I was speechless and couldn’t help blaming myself. I didn’t know what to do. Later, when the head nurse knew about this, she not only didn’t criticize me, but also praised me, saying that I am a qualified nurse who actively helped colleagues and communicated well with patients. It was great, besides, A Xiang is a little abnormal. My service attitude is very good, and the whole ward praises me for being sensible.. After listening to the leader’s words, I seem to understand something. Only when such a person has figured it out by herself can the big things become small and small. I came to Ward 7 again with relief and communicated happily with the patients. At this time, A Xiang called my name again. I thought that disaster was coming again. I was about to explain to her, but she grabbed my hand and said: you are a good person, God bless you. At that moment, my melancholy thoughts disappeared, and a warm current came to my mind. What a great thing to be understood and recognized. I walked out of Ward 7 and imagined the old faces of A Xiang, just like my mother’s age. They had worked hard and saved their whole lives and deserved our respect. Of course, I also understand a Xiang better. Facing the summer full of green outside the window, I started the work of the new day with confidence and passion that I had never had before, and also explored the mission of my whole life with greater persistence. Understand long live……….. Understand our parents understand our children understand our brothers and sisters understand our loved ones understand our leaders understand our colleagues, classmates, our fellows understand our benefactors and enemies understand our society understand our patients and family members understand Precious Tears and smiles understand people who can’t help themselves understand the contradictions and repulsion between people understand the human world all Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…