The hustle and bustle of the graduation ceremony has not completely subsided, and it is already a different world outside the auditorium.
The sun pours on every young face, and the air is filled with the fragrance of gardenias and the unique heat of summer.
Lin Fan was caught in the crowd of people wearing academic uniforms, with a strange mixture of emotions rolling in his chest.
The excitement is real, like the heavy texture of the diploma in my hand.
Confusion is also real, just like a pigeon that has been hovering over the square for a long time but cannot find its landing spot.
