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The sun is scorching, the wind and sand are blowing, and the playground in the East Hospital is sweating like rain. Military training for freshmen is really a physical examination that has been neglected for three years.

The sun is setting, the breeze is blowing gently, the corridor on the third floor, I went to the study room with a heavy heart, and I arrived at the door of Band 4, a sophomore and a junior. English learning is so hard.

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The past is like smoke, and it has been a long time, but it has not been forgotten. It has been sealed in my mind and deeply imprinted in my memory. Now, happiness, joy, regret and bitterness appear alternately in my mind. I have experienced this long and short four years.

Chapter one let life slip away from you.

Primary school, junior high school and senior high school are all close to home. I came to college, lived on campus for the first time, lived alone for the first time, washed clothes for the first time and so on. Everything is new, strange and curious. Loose curriculum and boring after-school life make me unable to concentrate on my studies, put my mind and body on online games, and often settle down in Internet cafes, getting lost between virtual networks and real life. Just like the protagonists of those tragic stories, their studies are neglected and they are not enterprising. Coupled with serious homesickness, I skipped class and went home on Saturday. The final term is coming soon, only to find that many meetings have not yet been held and many things to see have not yet been seen. I am anxious, I am making up for it, but I am also in pain. I secretly swear that I must study hard from the beginning next semester, but I can't be so scared and regret it at the end of the term. Finally, unexpectedly and understandably, I failed in English. I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky. We began to implement the "transitional credit system" from this session. The so-called "transition" is probably the first time to use it. Before we know it, let's try it. But in any case, the most direct and cruel result is that the first holiday of the university comes back 10 days earlier, and what is worse is the winter vacation.

On the ninth day of the first month, I went back to school. It's cold, and my heart is colder. Began to hate accommodation. On the fifth day of lunar new year's eve, in the evening, I made noodles alone in the dormitory. I renewed my vows at the end of the term. From the beginning of next semester, I have never forgotten the lesson of blood before, and I firmly insist on self-study. Go to the study room to sleep first, get up and read books like science fiction world, and look at your watch. It's almost 9 o'clock. Ok, today's self-study is over. I gained a lot, and then I went back happily-at first. Later, I gradually got used to it, and I also got used to doing some "business" myself. Then April came and we moved to a new campus. Then I bought a computer and started skipping classes. Skipping classes has become a habit. The oath has long been forgotten. The final review is still very painful and confused. But this time, because of the class, the review was advanced by a few days. Finally, I failed a course, C language. I began to doubt my fate, whether I would fail one subject every semester. My freshman life ended in this depressing and annoying summer.

Summary: Freshman life is colorful, but the color is very heavy and a little dizzy. I have experienced many life experiences that I have never experienced before, gained a lot, and lost a lot at the same time. In the study, because I didn't know the method, I indulged myself too much, lost my way twice, and entered the sophomore year in a daze. It was not until two years later that I realized that the comprehensive evaluation ranking of my freshman was 155 among the grade group 180.

Chapter II Practice and Growth

Seeing that others have won a scholarship of 12 thousand, don't say that you are secretly jealous; It's really hard to spend 3400 yuan on decoration and pretend not to care. This paper summarizes the shortage of freshmen's study and the reasons for skipping classes, and draws a law that I think is very useful-if you don't skip classes, you won't skip classes. In a rage, I took my computer home, gritted my teeth and decided not to skip class and take self-study classes. For me, who has become a habit of skipping classes, it was really hard at first, especially some boring classes that should have been skipped. This is not torture, but self-abuse. The same is true for self-study. I get sleepy when I go to the study room. It's really a good place to treat insomnia. In this way, I persisted. Because I owed too much before, I felt very hard this semester and finally got through it.

Suddenly found that the legendary level 4 has quietly approached. And I'm not ready to face the fact that I used to hang English. So I signed up for the leap. Go to class in high spirits every weekend. Spend a lot of time reading English every day. There is also the insistence on not skipping classes and attending self-study. When attending classes has become a habit, it becomes natural and less difficult. At the end of the term, I stay in the study room every day, get up at 6 am, leave the dormitory after washing, and come back at 10 in the evening. I spend more time in the study room than in the dormitory. I remember reading a science fiction novel, saying that human beings are technologically advanced enough to change their memories. In order to cope with their studies, the hero of the story changed all his cherished memories into subject knowledge, exaggerating to the point that even his family information was changed, but he didn't know where he was going after the exam. So I wrote down my feelings in my notebook: "I studied hard, I was so tired that I wanted to cry, and I was afraid that I would eventually forget the way home."

After all, there is always a reward for paying. The final result is that I got a good score in the exam this semester. Unfortunately, I only got 56 points in Band 4. Summing up the lesson, I feel that my nerves are too tight, I attach too much importance to this exam, and I haven't been able to despise anything as the chairman said. In other words, the mentality before the exam failed to adjust well. During the exam, the pounding of nervous heart is more than a momentum of never giving up until you jump out. Even in the college entrance examination, I have never been so nervous. I don't know how my mentality was adjusted so well at that time.

When I was a sophomore, the sky was gray. I feel as if I have done nothing but study for a year, too tired and too bitter, but I have gained a lot. That year, the comprehensive ranking was incredibly increased by 65,438+000 to 55, and I was lucky enough to get a third-class scholarship with a score of 55 or more in Level 4. Although it is a pity to spend this 600 yuan at will, the pride and glory, the excitement and joy have always been in my heart and unforgettable. That summer was full of sweat.

Chapter III Dreams and Reality

As a junior, I have no past excitement and sadness. Since I haven't crossed the threshold of level 4, since I'm not a "level 4 sniper", the road will continue. The difference is that this road to learning is already familiar. I don't know whether I am active or insensitive to study. There seems to be no idea of skipping class. Looking at the tireless army of truancy and the people who are very glad to avoid a roll call, it seems that they have seen the appearance at the end of the term and the figure before me. A little confused, I don't know which is more realistic.

In the first half of the year, the mountain of English was still on my shoulders, which made me feel sad, but gradually, I seemed to see the door of Band 4 slowly open to me and work hard for the poor 4 points. At the end of the year, on Saturday, I came to the examination room of Band 4 for the second time. It was Christmas. At that time, I was still very nervous in the examination room, suspecting that my psychological quality was not good. I was deeply impressed by the difficulty of reading this time. I stumbled all the way, and my forehead was sweaty. At this time, outside the window is the whistling cold wind and the silver earth. I quickly wiped my sweat, calmed my pounding heart, took a deep breath and continued the following answer. With excellent performance afterwards, I successfully completed the exam. However, the tension seems to have eased for a long time before it slowly subsided. I invited my favorite girl to dinner that night. I don't know if it was because of the exam or the first time I invited a girl to dinner. My stomach twitches, my heart beats too fast, and I feel sick. I can't tell you how bitter it is. As a result, I didn't eat a few mouthfuls of food on a table, and I completely lost my demeanor as a rake. It was finally rejected. Alas, level 4 is harmful.

In the second half of the year, basically everyone has their own computers. No matter whether they have passed CET-4 or not, fewer and fewer people attend self-study, and so do those who attend classes. But I'm still me, still sticking to the law that I failed, and now I want to get better grades. They wonder why I study by myself every night after passing Band 4. I smiled, because I still want to get a scholarship, because self-study has become a habit (see appendix). In the last month of final review, I still stayed in the study room all day as usual. Occasionally, when I go back to the dormitory to get something after dinner at night and then go to the study room, I walk in the corridor of the dormitory, look at the students with different expressions in front of the messy dormitory and computer desk, and listen to the gunshots of AK47 and AWP, and my mind is blank. I don't know who is more sober and who is right or wrong.

I got the CET-4 certificate this year, which is said to be the last batch. I didn't get a very low score in CET-6, so I bid farewell to the English exam. This year's comprehensive evaluation of the annual group ranking 13, second-class scholarship and three-good student card in the bag. These are my distant dreams. The transition from dream to reality has been helped by many people. Unfortunately, there is no acceptance speech, otherwise I want to say: Thanks to my English teacher Ding Yin, whose encouragement has given me great courage and determination to pass Band 4; Thanks to Leap Education, although many people say that you are cheating money, when I wrote the sentence "Did you read it today" in the pencil box, when I posted English words on the wall, and when I carved "Heaven rewards diligence" in my mind, Leap taught me not only the skills of answering questions and the information of exams, but also the confidence and motivation that I had to pass; Finally, thank my roommates for their selfless help. This year, there were six people in our dormitory, one was 1, two were second-class, three were third-class, and there were three good and excellent groups, and awards were everywhere.

The last chapter aims and starting point

It seems that just yesterday, I was still feeling that the seniors on the third floor of the canteen sang poorly and ran out of tune, and suddenly they had already entered higher school. Senior three is different. Everyone seems to find the preciousness of college time, so they all take the time to play computer.

I have long heard that for various reasons, senior students seldom attend classes, so my first goal this semester is to get a first-class scholarship. The plan is also very simple, that is, try to miss one class as little as possible, and sit in the front row and take more notes no matter what class you take, so as to be serious. Coupled with self-study at night and hard work at the end of the term, there should be no problem. However, it is a bit difficult to achieve.

At the beginning of the semester, I heard from my classmates that I was learning Japanese. I found it helpful to find a job, so I signed up happily, so I had something to do every weekend. Then I set a goal for myself, that is, after finishing the cram school, Japanese basically reached the international band 4 (volume 1). Will start looking for a job, target: Dalian. In mid-September, I heard about the software designer, and quickly applied for the software designer exam of 165438+ 10. The new goal is to pass the soft exam. However, there are only 40 days from registration to examination, and we have to face the knowledge of more than a dozen professional courses, one exercise and n sets of real questions. Then I began to study harder than the final review. You can't miss classes during the day, and it's also important to learn Japanese on weekends. The rest of the time was spent reading soft questions, which were too difficult. Many familiar people asked me how I learned it so hard. Is it because I suddenly changed my mind to take the postgraduate entrance examination?

Learning and grades are forced out. I also took two days off to attend two job fairs. Due to subjective and objective reasons such as inadequate preparation and nervousness, both of them passed the written test and failed in the interview. They are big companies that want to go very much, so they are very depressed. But there is no time to be depressed. The soft exam is coming. Adjust your mentality and make full use of every minute of the five-hour exam yesterday afternoon. The objective questions in the morning are not serious, and the subjective questions in the afternoon are thrilling. After the answer, my palms sweated. Walking out of the examination room, my mind went blank. Fortunately, I remembered the way back to school and had a big sleep. The next day, I attended the job fair without wearing a suit or tie, and finally signed up for the job. That's ironic It seems that my psychological quality is really poor.

After signing the homework, he asked us what we need to prepare now, and the senior said it was exercise. So I made a detailed fitness plan for myself, but it failed in less than a week, because I fainted when playing basketball. This flash has been raised for half a year, and he can only lie in bed most of the time except for class. I didn't do well in the first subject at the end of the term and was beaten. Despite my low back pain, I still insist on studying in the study room. After the last exam, the results of the first subject have come out I didn't get to 80 points. I didn't eat at noon and went back to the dormitory to cry. I want to ask the teacher to intercede for points, but I feel useless and put up with it. My mind is full of two words: unwilling. At the same time, the results of the soft exam were announced, and the questions in the afternoon just passed the passing line, so I was lucky to pass the soft exam.

Three months later, when I learned that I had won the first-class scholarship as an intern in Dalian, my excitement was beyond words. Afterwards, I analyzed that the results of the last exam were not much different, and I got the second place in the year group with five excellent results in the exam class. So far, the four goals set in different periods of last semester have all been achieved except Japanese proficiency. In a blink of an eye, the date on the bulletin board reminding me to leave school on the promenade is less than a month, and my college life will be over. Looking back four years, from failing to being first-class, from 155 to 2, it seems like a dream. It has been a dream for four years, but it has been hard, lost, successful, failed, happy, lost, happy and sad, and passed step by step. Cherish the past, grasp the present, the dark clouds have passed, and tomorrow is another day.

Postscript two or three things about college life

The most puzzling thing is that I am not qualified to choose non-party activists next semester, but someone voted for me. I don't know whether I should be ashamed or grateful.

Proudest thing: I always like to go to the third floor of C3 for evening self-study, but there are too many bugs in summer, so I can't complain. It was not until the next semester of junior year that summer came, and I suddenly thought of the good place to complain about "Hunhe Riverside", so a post of "Strongly Suggesting Schools" was smashed in the past. Unexpectedly, a few days later at noon, in front of my eyes, a neat screen was installed in the classroom. Looking at the trademark "Introduction to Shide" that has not been torn off, I am so excited that I really want to shout "Look, this is my suggestion". I'm afraid people will say that I have mental problems, so I have to put up with it. This idiom deeply moved me. Later, I wrote an article "Pain in the Heart of Dormitory Power System", so soon after, the display screen of surplus power was installed in the dormitory. Although it is far from the big screen mentioned in the article, it is still very satisfactory. However, every time I pretend to mention this to my classmates unintentionally, no one believes me, which makes me very depressed.

Appendix:

A doggerel, imitating a poem describing Guo Xiang on the Internet, mourns my painful and unforgettable self-study time.

I don't like talking in class

I hate noise when I study by myself.

The thoughts in my head are ticking step by step.

The pen in my hand is dumb.

They said I had no one to worry about.

I want to study, so I settle down in the study room.

Actually, I just like the silence there.

Reminds me of her who was by my side.

It is best to make some changes according to your actual situation! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !