Who stole my university

  At that time, I was just a shy little girl who had just left the high school campus, and had all kinds of unrealistic dreams about college life. So at the dinner table, the seniors of the parties used my memory to give me a lively college career planning class.

  My mother’s colleague, an older generation of college graduates who graduated in the 1980s, complained that when he went to college, he read up early every morning, staying up late every night, and returning to the dormitory to talk about all the ideals of life, full of thoughts. All are state building…

  The cousin who just graduated from college took me aside and said to me, “Don’t believe him. The university has to enjoy it and have fun. Once you work, you will never have a chance.”

  These two opposite ideas began to fall into the sea in my mind, and turned the river over the river…

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