1. Walking on campus, the sky on campus is bluer than any other sky. Straight poplars stand on the campus path. They are like disciplined sentries, guarding the gate of the campus. It is precisely because of these sentries that we students can learn knowledge in a peaceful environment.

Youth is just a beautiful word, but I don't know where it is. Perhaps it is because of youth that we enjoy youth. Perhaps because I am young, I have illusions about everything.

Sometimes, I fantasize about how beautiful reality is, and I really want to integrate into real life and feel everything at once. The youth years on campus have a wonderful youth time.

I am so happy that I can't feel the cruelty of reality until now. When I look back suddenly, some mottled memories have been fragmented and can no longer be pieced together. In our life, youth is also getting old quietly. It is getting farther and farther away from us, blurring our realization and forgetting the direction of the road ahead.