In fact, in the last semester, I changed my name to "graduation", after all, I have been waiting for too long. Since the first day of step into the university, I hope that I will stay in this place, but I didn't expect to read the postgraduate in this place that made me sick. Now, finally arrived, as long as five months, you can leave. But at this time, leave, more is a hope, a responsibility, rather than the love of the world. Self-primary school, and secondary school, to university, graduate students, with nearly 18 years, so many years, never left school, every time I talk about responsibility, always swearing between books and delusions, there is no feeling. With the work of childhood students, they have more and more unencades, and then they have become the uncle of others, thinking of their age, is not small. And the school is still my Alexo, the shelter, and the shelter of the shelter, I am doing things that I don't match. So started to graduate in another mood ...
