When I Am A Senior

向娅宁

After quite a long time of pondering, I still had no idea of what to write down. Sitting by the table, staring at the desk lamp, I began to let my imagination fly in the sky of life when I am a senior in the university. Nothing but the facts I must face.
My initial purpose is to pursue a further education. Preparing, therefore, for the postgraduates examinations is my top priority. Right now, I do already have my goal and research some references about the university locating in Beijing. Maybe, the threshold is somewhat higher, I embolden my heart, intensity my confidence, however, to brighten my dream. The fourth of my most luscious college years will be a witness of my relentlessness.
God fates everything for us, and we are just following his arrangements. There are, of course out of my expectation, odds for me to fail the tests. Then, for precaution, hunting for a job turns out to be necessary, urgent and also critical. Frankly, not knowing anything of the fierce competition in society, I suffer from nervousness and uncertainty scratching on my back. Each this time, a huge current of belief will emerge to remind me doing some practice, such as interning, in a company. Not even once, nevertheless, I tried. Needless to say, equipped myself well for some special-required skill, I will set out to practice in society when any chance comes at any time, since I am a senior.
Above two thoughts are hounding in my mind the moment I decided to take the postgraduates examination. I still remembered during the initial days, spurred by such impetus, I studied like I had never done. Just like the balloon goes fat quickly, the same as it goes thin, I lost such ambition result from my tiredness as well as others’ seemingly reasonable persuades, for I can not resist the temptation to give up studying when others pouring out to find a job; for it is unavoidable for the university in Beijing secluding testers from other provinces… I lost my bearings in such a winding forest full of obstacles. Questions began to rise about whether it is wiser to abandon the plan earlier. How fortunate I am! In such an important juncture, my father lighted the dark road for me to continue. In a call, my father said what impressed me deeply that first, being a postgraduate is the greatest honor for our family, he hopes me to make it true; second, but if I failed, it is no big deal, he still feels pride of me for my striving to my goal. Thanks to my dad, he confirms my determination to pursue a master degree. Feeling your closely backing behind you is the warmest thing.
How plentiful your crops are depends on how much perspiration you left on them.

Cinderella

Don't worry. Just try and forgive.