On the day after graduation, I spent an afternoon sorting through the clutter from school. I have got a perfect English listening test, a high score of mathematics and a lowest score in math. I put them all in the bottom of the box. There was a collection of letters, and the only one; A secret message book, a pile of endless notes; A stack of previous scripts, different versions of the script... Whether it's honor or guilt, I sealed them all in the box and sealed it in my memory. It was as if time had tied a knot. After graduation, I found that I had not seen the world for a long time, even my own small village, the demolition of the road, the lack of knowledge. Many people have chosen to take a graduation trip to chengdu, to Tibet, to the top of the mountain, to the seaside. And I choose to pick up the dots. After dinner I wandered around in the own riding a bicycle in the village, found that a year ago or a bumpy road now pour the tar, flashed upon it seems very carefree, feel the air is fresh, no pressure. Neighbors who had been able to say hello or had no way to meet them before, this time they could talk a little bit and talk about what they didn't have. Slowly learning to cook, go to market choose ingredients, have plenty of time to study the various dishes, bigger and more deep, after all, life, not only in the ivory tower, also in the daily necessities and food and clothing live line. Then I signed up for volunteering, the first time I was in a blood donation car, learning a very different, and I first felt the service. Put on a red volunteer dress and hand water to people who are ready to donate blood to help them fill in the blood donation survey. Things are small, but in the heart, they have a sense of their own. I am particularly touched by the fact that this society has so many loving people! There are many people who have come here many times, and these are the things that I have never been in contact with during my studies. The second volunteer activity was the love class, and went to a small village that had never been to before, as a volunteer teacher, not only for homework, but also for the schedule, and to stand on the platform for class. For the first time, I experienced the taste of doing the courseware for 12 o 'clock, and felt the teacher's good intentions. The two volunteer activities gave me a good exercise, which was a lot of unrequited devotion. At the same time I also met many loving people have been engaged in public welfare undertakings, is there are a lot of my grandparents generation, they learn and I chat, talk about their grandchildren, and there are many is smaller than my younger brother younger sister, their parents walked on the way of public welfare, the spirit to pass on to them. After graduation, I always look back on the past. I've had a lot to forget in my high school years. At that time, I got the dream drama club to be the President and accomplished many wishes. On New Year's day, I got the first prize in the rehearsal drama, and I joked about going out of xindeng to get out of fuyang. I didn't realize that it had been realized, but I went to fuyang hangzhou to compete. Our teacher told us that the news was more than a thrill. But there were successes and failures, and bad grades were the lowest point of my team, but everyone was able to comfort each other and encourage each other. The first team on the dream road is hard to forget. With the support of parents and teachers, gao was on the path of art and began to pursue his dream. More than a lot of people experience, that is an art exam. Maybe this is the first time in my life to go out, I see more scenery, more people, more importantly, I have seen a group of people who have the same dream as me and are much more capable than me. Finally, I realized that there were people outside the mountain, and the first station was a terrible fiasco. On that day, I sat down on my way home, feeling tired and aggrieved. I began to recollect, recalled to gao yigang into the drama club, when I was still a drama group leader, that year's New Year's day program I was responsible for the script. And when I sent the script that I had been preparing for a week to the teacher, I got two words "no". That was a blow. But I didn't have someone to talk to during that time, and a man held his heart for a week. After that, I seemed to be in the right place, and I started to ruminate on the script. "Disapproving" made me vulnerable, but made me stronger, so I had the most proud thing on New Year's day in senior year. Thought of here, on the move the car home that day I began to adjust their emotions, not blindly depressed discouraged, slowly begin to recall my answer at the interview, the insufficient points down, he thinks to consider... That's probably growth. Growing up not only means to go out far, but also means to have a deeper understanding of ourselves and a more independent judgment of the world. To be honest, it is not the study that impresses the most in the year, but the joy of the dots. In fact, because of the pressure, it is even a small matter, a funny thing in the class will be very happy. I hope it will rain in the morning, cancel the morning run, spend more than 20 minutes in the corner reading a novel, or stand idly in the hallway with a few friends. They secretly ordered takeout, took a nap and saw the bag of food on the table soar. Sneaking in class to eat, also specially took a name to call "the meal", the result in the newly issued Chinese homework to discover this word, tacitly smiled a long time; Out physical, xi xi ha ha, in a night of road everybody sit at the same table said "really want to stop at this moment", secretly bought a box of pineapple, even acid can also be a night to sweet, and secretly cross the street to buy a bowl of noodles, in the late self-taught Yin Yin to eating, want jealous with regret didn't buy, pipe class teacher really looked at anger and want to laugh; Every time after school, I would buy two cakes of rice cake, add some chili, and walk to the station after eating. And that brand was always red stationery, and I and my deskmate called it "black shop" until graduation, and I still don't understand... But these are all clouds of smoke, sealed up in the deepest memory. Fortunately, I wrote it in my diary, and I can take a look at it in the future. I can also take a good look at this autobiographical movie, and I don't know whether I will laugh or cry. Time says fast, slow and slow, but now it's totally different. Looking forward to college life, looking forward to a new life, looking forward to going far and expecting to be better myself. The people who wish to grow with me have a bright future.
