That year, we graduated. We all thought that graduation was far away from us. It has been two months since we graduated. Think about our class, tall and short, fat and thin, rich and poor, with all kinds of carrots, greens and vegetables, all gathered together from all over the world for a common goal. He once wanted to be an actor, he wanted to be an actor like Lu Han, and she wanted to have her own gardening room. Everyone had their own dreams. I hope it will be possible many years after graduation. Nowadays, how many people have realized their original dreams? Thinking about it now, do you think that my original idea was a bit immature, but now I have encountered obstacles in interviews. What is rare is that there are still a few close friends around me who are chatting and joking with each other. Are you, like me, sometimes nostalgic for the eighteen-year-old sky, "The Summer Solstice Has Not Come", and your heart is full of joy? In any case, our generation's youth was accompanied by a generation of writers such as Guo Jingming, Han Han, Bie Wo Sicun, Zhang Xiaoxian, etc., And spent those days that we call ignorance. Zheng Shuang, Yang Yang, IFBOY and other new-generation niche students are beginning to emerge, so we compare ourselves with each other and spend these days of ignorance in self-doubt.