It's an inexplicable involvement, an inexplicable love, an inexplicable obsession. The sun is gray when I wake up in the morning, and it is full of stars when I return home. In the middle of the night, the cold corner of the watch reduces sleepiness, and the stacks of books and papers clear the mountain and clear the fog. In the quiet moments of collapse and collapse, the pages turn. Group after group of people walked by amid various backgrounds of laughter, self-doubt, confusion, confusion, disappointment and frustration.
We don't know each other, but we know each other well.
Purpose: the beauty of campus life and the pursuit of dreams