as you meet

This poetry meeting and Song Shihe's words gave Ji Yusheng a lot of emotions that he had suppressed for a long time. It seemed that only one person could understand him. He really wanted to pick up a pen and lay down on the table to start writing letters as soon as he got home.But he didn't have much time to do so, because the day after tomorrow was the start of the week-long economics department exam.

So he wrote a reply letter in a few words. While writing the letter, he felt that some thoughts in his heart were slowly beating the shackles that locked them tightly, but he wanted to lock them as usual. More and stronger locks, and then put them deep in his heart, because he was afraid that once the shackles were opened, he would not be able to bear it, nor would he be able to face himself like that.He can only have a thin spring rain from time to time like spring, to vent his emotions slightly and covertly, and then quickly organize his appearance to restore a spring when all things are in full bloom.

It's just that in spring, I don't know when the thin spring rain will turn into a torrential rain, smashing all the flowers and destroying all the brilliance on the surface.

I feel as if my soul is exhausted, sir.

After Ji Yusheng finished writing this sentence, he suddenly found that his entire reply was in disarray, and in some places, the preceding and following sentences were even irrelevant and uncoordinated. presented.Ji Yusheng woke up immediately, folded the letter paper, and took another letter paper to write the letter.

With the intention of not worrying the husband, he wrote a reply letter carefully and sent it to the husband.

If it is a gentleman, he will definitely be more dazzling than Song Shihe.

Although both Mr. and Song Shihe's poems are reminiscent of green forests hiding honeydew melons and sweet fruits dripping with dew, I still like Mr. more.

The classmates who finished their homework with him in the same group made an appointment to study all night in the library the day before the exam. Ji Yusheng didn't want to go, because this kind of study group would end up chatting, but because he didn't go often Participating in the activities of the Department of Economics, he felt that the relationship between himself and his classmates was becoming more and more alienated. He didn't want to have an awkward relationship with everyone when he graduated, so he finally decided to go.

Just as Ji Yusheng thought, the group review has indeed turned into a group forum.

"Mr. He, the keynote speaker of the last lecture, is so admirable!" The girl sitting across the table clasped her palms together and said intoxicated.

"I think you appreciate his worth!" The girl next to him immediately revealed her thoughts.

"What! I'm very interested in the theory he explained, okay?"

The students were all chatting with great interest, but Ji Yusheng sat alone at the far right of the long table and reviewed silently.

"Yusheng! What do you think?" Suddenly a classmate asked Ji Yusheng by the hand.

Everyone knows that Ji Yusheng is often absent from the non-compulsory activities of the Department of Economics, but he actively participates in art appreciation activities. The person who interrogated him only remembered this after asking, and everyone's faces were instantly a little embarrassed.

"Sorry, I didn't participate, I don't know much about it." Ji Yusheng said lightly.

In order to break this situation, another classmate changed the topic again,

"There is one more year to graduate, where do you plan to go after graduation?"

"I want to go to Mr. He's company!" The girl who spoke just now answered first.

"I want to go to T company, I heard that the starting salary is very high there!"

"Ah, I've learned about that before. Company T's starting salary is indeed very high, and I think Company Y's treatment is also good!"

"I want to work in a private bank. I heard that those are for wealthy businessmen to deal with investment, which means that they can step into the upper class. Dressed in jewels and stepping into the dinner party of the upper class, just think about it!"

When it comes to the future, everyone is full of enthusiasm, full of anticipation holding the gift box before Christmas, but the gift in the gift box is the "future" that is more precious than the gifts received at Christmas every year.

When Ji Yusheng was in middle school, he often imagined that his future self would be able to walk in the art gallery to see the paintings of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign masters, to read poems in the courtyard where the birds were chirping, and to sit in the huge concert hall and savor the songs like streams. Or a song like a fire, but after arriving in college, the thing he hates the most is thinking about his future.He only has the mentality of taking one step at a time. After all, for him now, the future is like a clear but muddy road, and there is nothing worth looking forward to. Anyway, he lives from nine to five every day in a muddle-headed way. For most of his life, there is no particular significance, so it is not worth his time to think too much.

Ji Yusheng was taken aback for a moment, moved his hand away imperceptibly, and replied somewhat helplessly:

"I...didn't think about it in particular..."

"Ah? How come?" The students were all surprised.