As a marcher, I watched the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of the land. At the end of the few remaining student years when I didn't know if my contract would be renewed, I felt too much reluctance because of the resonance between some cities and people. In the brave student days, we exchanged companionship for the right to study in different cities. During those precious thousands of days, Dalian gave me extremely rare and precious comfort in all kinds of complex emotions. When I first heard someone comment that their hometown was obviously not enterprising because of its unique resources (land resources + part of the weather), I was really surprised and moved. That is a true pride and the confidence to face the loss. The collision of magnanimous humanity and modernity made me think that the campus park on the commercial street would be the best university in the world. Only a place with enough love and vision would produce the best students in the world. Many schools use painful methods to push people forward, and the pain is often caused by their own shortcomings and unwillingness to correct them. But there will also be places to cultivate your self-confidence and give you enough confidence to support your sprint. If love can be compared inappropriately, Dalian seems to be a passionate love that will be unforgettable. At least in my most precious young years, no one surpassed my love for it.
Concept: I stared at the love it gave me like an infatuated man, and then it told me that you are worthy of this love.