Sense of Graduation Thesis

Four years have passed since university, and I can't even write a graduation thesis or a graduation project.

I am in my senior year, facing university graduation, and my graduate grades have not yet come out. I am really confused and hesitated. Today, the tutor asked how the graduation thesis was written. Suddenly, I suddenly looked like a rabbit stared at by a natural enemy, panicking. Yes, how is the graduation thesis written?

Where is the future?

I still remember all kinds of words that despised the graduation thesis before I came into contact with the graduation thesis, and I still remember the "big ambitions" of completing the professional design in three days. When it came time to rewrite the graduation thesis, I realized that I didn't know anything. People, only after experiencing it will you discover that things are really not as simple as you think.

Four years in university, it was like a dream.

The girl who used to be dreaming, the class that once slept soundly, the playground that was once reluctant to go, have become a haze that is difficult to erase. What did you do for four years in college?

Woke up from the dream, where am I?

I am far away from my hometown and come to this strange city; away from my relatives and friends, and re-acquainted with a group of difficult friends. In four years, besides playing games and indulging in the Internet, what else did I do?
I was about to graduate soon, and the panic at this moment finally shattered my dreams for many years, and also shattered my own lies and self-deception.
When reality rushes into one's dream in an unstoppable posture, who can say whether it is good or bad? I woke up, but who can understand this unspeakable regret? Who can understand the fear and hesitation at this moment?

Once I wanted to go home, now I want to stay away from home

Once, I was the pride of my parents. Once I was admitted to a university that was not ideal, but not bad. I used to have pride and hope to achieve a career after graduation. Once, everything was just once.

When unemployment is very likely to be the end of one's own future, when one is afraid to face the society, and when parents still look at themselves with hope. I really want to escape, escape reality, escape home, escape the crowd, escape the world.

Escape, only the distance is left!

Everything is like passing by, please cherish your eyes

Finally, I still hope that I can be strong.
Don't be surprised, watch the flowers bloom in front of the court, leave or leave unintentionally, and look at the clouds in the sky.
Come on.

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