the four years of college

                                          the four years of college
At last the day I expect come. I can't stay any more, I hate here, I wanna start my new life, my own life. I know, I've trained for nothing. I came here with nothing in my hands, nowadays, I have to leave, also with nothing in my hands. This matter is due to three factors.

One, the teachers of my college are too poor in teaching to cultivate us. They are just droning away in the classroom, their speaches are as dry as dust, in which we have no interests, but in sleeping. We should have been lively, however, we were put to sleep by the so-called engineers of human soul. I really don't understand what they are thinking about how to teach students in efect. As we see that phenomenon, teaching only for finishing work, not imparting knowledge to students in an ingenious way. They are just muddling through their work(敷衍了事). So you also can receive diploma even you sleep for this four-year. I don't know what the situations like elsewhere.But it is here.

Two, you know our country is not very rich. We can see this,not only in life, but also in eduation, espcaially in West China. Our province is just a place like this. My college can't invest much mony in education. So the result: nothing we can do, but reading books. Nevertheless, if we can't put our knowledge in practice,it would be very easy to forget, it won't work well in our future I guess. My major journalism is a technical subject,ye I do nothing technical without tools and environment. So you can tell it's hard for us to adjust to our future jobs. I don't think I'm a qualified graduate, I barely learned a little concept about my journalism, not having skills of actual work.

Three, I'm to blame to the third factor. I was not a diligent and studious student,the first year I was gloomy,I was not satisfied with my school,which was far away from what I thought.

However, I found my enjoyments, for I was in love, we often went to movies, went to parks and went about the street(在街上散步),at last we kissed ecah other, then we parting, happy,then sad. The second year, what I can remember is playing computer games,to be sure that most people once played this game called "Bubble Gum"(泡泡糖),and that I was in love again in that year,and parted. Time came to the third year,whichl, For me, is very important, because I found my true love this year. She is very pretty and soft,has a slender figure and long dark hair. She made me smile, she made me cry, I cried for our love. You never know how much she love me. she could do everything, she could give up everything,just for me.

This year seemed to long for me, I got through it with sweet or bitter tears. Now the days we lived together in the past are still clear in my mind. I will keep it inside for ever. I always think of her,even dream of her; I always feel guilty,for it was all my fault. I'm awfully ashamed of what I had done. Everything was over, but I won't forgive myself. On the other side, I'm grateful to her for all that she had done.It was her who teached me how to love a person. Love means tolerating imperfection of the person I love, love means growth for both myself and person I love, love meants having a responsibility to the person I love.

The fourth year, I don't fall in love, even the opportunities up comes to me. I feel like I've grown five years in a year. So much has happened in life, it's a long way from that quiet life I led. I'm going to turn over a new leaf,I have no other choice, with the support of family and friends, I'll pursue my dreams. I'll do my best to fight for what I want. Love was over, school is over,buy my life still continues.

I go, goodby.