A City Called Spring

A city called spring This is how my university started. As soon as I got off the train, a voice that was so sweet that it made you feel that you would be committing a crime by rejecting her came over to you: "Junior, please apply for a phone card!" Before I had time to react, I was pulled to the mobile welcoming tent and felt warm. After picking the number and paying the payment, I found that the girl had already gone to pick up the second bus. It turns out that I am just one of many new students in her eyes. Later, when I learned that she only paid fifteen yuan for the fifty-yuan phone card and then sold it to me, I realized that I was just one fifty-yuan card among many fifty-yuan cards in her eyes.