li Wang

Flower of Gardenia are blooming which tell us it is a time to graduate. When girls wear white dress and boys tie their ties and wear their black suit, it is a time to graduate. Graduation dress was beautiful and formal. It means we have grown up; we have to live in this big society all by ourselves. How time flies! It is not long enough for me to walk in my beautiful campus, to listen to my dear teachers’ lectures, to play basketball and do exercises on the playing flied but I have to leave this college who give me knowledge and challenge as well as opportunities to enrich my whole life.

I really do not want to leave. Whenever I walk on the road which I once walked every day with my classmates, our laughter still can be heard. When spring comes, the willow dancing with ripple along Hui River where we like to read books. Various kinds of kites flying in bright sky, but where our kites are, you tell me they took our dreams away to a far place. I agree with you. I remember the most exiting place in college is the playing field. I like doing sports, such as running, basketball, ping-pong ect. Playing field is a wide open square for me to reveal myself, after running, lie down in the center of the field, close my eyes and stretch out arms and legs, I feel so relaxed and comfortable. Every year, a sports meeting held, students from every school carry their flags and shout out their slogan to show their spirit. When competition began, athletes spare no effort to win as a representative of their own school, while cheering squad shout and dance to cheer them up .I watched every sports meeting .The spirit of the athletes encouraged me a lot.

In my college, there is a big building located in front of the clock building with a river flow around it, and flourishing trees decorate it. It is our library----a treasury of knowledge I try to find the key to it and enjoy communicating with great minds. I talk with William Shakespeare about “\to be or not to be” this great question; I discuss with Longfellow “the psalm of life”; I lose myself in A.C.Swinburne’s “If love were what rose is, And I were like the leaf”; I try to understand LuXun’s worry about Chinese people, I got an idea of who create our nation and how this world come into being. Counting up silently, I find that 1,200 days have already slipped away through my fingers, like a drop of water falling off a needle point into the ocean; my days in college are quietly dripping into the stream of time without leaving a trace. If it is really a time for me to leave, I would like to say “hello” to my dear Alma Mater, my kind teachers, my lovely classmates. Keeping a pleasant mind; I believe memory engraved on our minds will last forever!