Nostalgia for campus days

Nostalgia is a deep feeling. Nostalgia for loved ones, nostalgia for the campus, nostalgia, etc. are all deep feelings.

　　The first time I went to work, I passed by a school and heard the sound of a long-lost school ballad. Suddenly, I found that until now, I still like campus ballads, that simple, refreshing taste, I miss the college days, the sweet lazy life. The fact is that you can find a lot of people who are not able to get a lot of money to spend on their own, so you can skip classes and go shopping.

　　Time flies, in the blink of an eye, has been out of the campus for more than a year, but the campus is hard to forget, like a movie often in front of the eyes, occasionally turning out the photos of the year, see than young and energetic me, now look at the days counted every day to live my heart a lot of emotions ......

　　A year ago out of the school gate, is that kind of spirited. Classmates and teenagers, the message when they said goodbye to each other are even stronger and more heroic: life is everywhere is the stage, and a wave of the hand is a new journey.

　　Today, a year later, as I sit at the table, watching the lights outside the window flicker on and off, my thoughts return to the school campus again, to the place that haunts my dreams. The deep and silent boulevards, the smoky twilight, the lingering rain, the lush green lawns, the light rippling lake, and those innocent and happy days ...... want to return to the campus again one day, with the same people, the same environment, but certainly have different feelings, but still looking forward to ......

　　 Even when the mood is bad, strolling alone on the boulevard, or simply finding a piece of clean grass to lie down and count the stars, are some fun, the thoughts will be away from the noise and clutter, followed by indistinct and go. Even if the noisy frogs, even if there is a disturbance of the meditation of the mosquito lice, the soul will be like still water. I still remember the message I got from my best friend when I graduated: I believe you can make your way in the future! But now they and I are on opposite sides of the world, we can only hang on to each other and miss each other ......

　　I miss the campus, I miss the classmates that I spent time with, I miss the teachers with white hair, watching the students come and go, like birds in the sky. I miss the pretty and lovely girls, reading under the shade of the trees and on the grass with their backs to each other ......

　　I miss the campus, I miss the deep feelings of my classmates and brothers, I miss the innocence, the simplicity, and the teenager who did not know the real sorrow, I miss the wet youthful years and the self filled with borderline dreams, and I miss the naivety and superficiality. ......

　　The year's wind and rain, so I have long been tired of what I now call profound and those who repeatedly take things into account the old, more disgusted with those cups of water and waves, the philosophy of life in the sleeve.

　　However, nostalgia is only nostalgia, is a reminiscence of the time gone by, and is a release of their hearts. Nostalgia is not a farewell, nostalgia without heavy sighs, nostalgia is just a busy life quietly down to look back on the past a sweet, but only the past, only nostalgia.