How time flies! In a blink of an eye, nearly three years of college life has passed. Thinking about the ignorance of freshman year, some thoughts can't help lingering in my mind.

0 1.20 17 was my sophomore year.

I remember when I graduated from high school, my classmates and I sat together and discussed, "Hey, what do you think our college life will be like?" "Hey, is college life super beautiful?" "Wow, super expectation!" "Hey, I tell you, many seniors say that the university is a small society." "No, universities should also be places where students live and study together, just like now." At that time, all we had was the expectation of a new life.

At that time, how could I have thought that such a sad thing would happen to me?

It seems that I was enchanted by a witch in the first half of my freshman year, which is probably the only experience I can call "interpersonal black hole" in 20 years.

There are all kinds of questions about interpersonal relationships. Students complain to each other, quarrel with each other, get angry with each other and have a cold war with each other. Of course, including me.

I thought I considered everyone's feelings. Others think I didn't consider their feelings. I thought I was doing good for everyone, but others thought my behavior was childish. In this way, the accumulation of various contradictions between students finally broke out in an instant.

"Why do people always accommodate you?"

This is what I remember most clearly during that time, although I have forgotten who said it.

Many people said to me, "I think you are very gentle and have a good temper." So after hearing this sentence, I suddenly felt at a loss. Have I ever been accommodated by others? The most terrible thing is that I have no idea that I am presenting such a state to others.

I don't remember walking around the playground that night. I don't remember what the people I was with said. I just wanted to think:

"What happened to my life?"

02. I have to admit that travel is really a magical therapy.

That summer vacation, in order to go out for fun, my friends and I started our first trip without hesitation, dragging our suitcases and leaving.

We went to a youth hostel in Yinchuan to volunteer.

On the way of volunteering, I met my brothers and sisters from Xi 'an. I only remember that we would drink local Xixia beer in the courtyard of the Youth Travel Service and chat with the youth travel service boss until the early hours of the morning.

We saw the wider sea and Tengger Desert outside the universe.

The sea and desert seem to condense an indescribable vitality, which makes me feel a profound sense of detachment from nature.

The night I camped in the desert was probably the happiest moment of my life.

I was unusually quiet that night. Lying in the desert watching the Milky Way, watching meteors, listening to my companions chatting and thinking about the past, I hope the power of nature can give me an answer.

At that time, I thought the world was really big, only to find that the sand really couldn't be caught. The tighter I hold it, the faster it runs.