A letter to the students of Peking University

A letter to the students of Peking University

Adadeep: :
Hello there!
Nice to meet you! A life with a dream is always wonderful; you write in my letter to test the Peking University Life Science Academy, very motivated, but the problem that plagues you is that the profession is not right, so the foundation is poor, compared with other people. I don't know if there is competition for others. If you can't compete, your original foundation is gone. The future is not in Beijing, and the information is not well-informed. And your advantage is only to be like you, but not some people I have contacted, just to escape the fierce competition of society and come to Peking University, so the purpose of your postgraduate entrance examination is active rather than passive. . I still keep my opinion on the issue of transferring majors. After all, this is the turning point in determining the direction of life. I don't have this right and I don't have the ability to provide any opinions, but I can provide some life experiences for me. Your reference.
My college career was spent in Shihezi University in Xinjiang. It should be said that it is the westernmost university in China. Every time I go home by car, it takes more than 70 hours. The desert is solitary, the Tianshan Mountains, the green grassland, the blue sky. The sky, the stars, and the noisy fresh air, is really a beautiful paradise that I have never forgotten in my life, but it is not a place for young people to stay. The basic equipment is too bad. I have been studying for four years. In the end, with a little meager salary, the school thinks about how to overcharge students, make more money, but does not consider the prospects of students after graduation; the so-called graduation rate, the school is close to the bookstore, even if you look for a job; from me The moment I stepped into that school, I decided that I would go out of this place after four years, and Peking University is my dream, the most sacred hall in my heart. But I didn't know that there was a postgraduate exam. I just wanted to study hard and get the chance to exchange students. But then I realized that only local students in Xinjiang are eligible to apply for this opportunity. Students from the Mainland can't, even a good scholarship is for local students; I am angry, why, what are those guys? Why can't we; so I hate that school; hate those shit leaders because they broke my first unrealistic fantasy. Fortunately, I didn't sink. I still study hard and still spend every day in the library. English Level 4, Level 6, Computer Level 2, Level 3, National College English Contest, etc. The documents of the pile, the things that most of the students in the school did not think about, I have been included in the bag. If there are Toefl and GRE test sites in Xinjiang, I think I can get them; because I still want to go out. This place, and I have added one more in my heart: I swear to wait for me to get out of this, I will never step into this place. When I was in the third semester of junior year, I noticed that there was a postgraduate tutoring class on the bulletin board of the school. I realized that I could take a postgraduate exam. When my dreams recovered, I began to pay attention and collect information on this. When the spring breeze in April ushered in the president of Peking University, I know that I can no longer suppress my dreams. I am going to Peking University to go to the best universities in China. In May, I really embarked on the journey of postgraduate study. In the future, I really didn't think about it. What I thought was only to go to Peking University. Under the unnamed lake, under the Boya Tower, I listened to the teachings of the master. In June, July, August, I only woke up at 7:30 in the morning and went to the woods next to the school god to read English loudly. I remember that there was still a singing opera or something. Every day, I also screamed loudly, an English, a Chinese, a combination of Chinese and Western, has always been the main reason for the lack of sleep in the neighborhood residents; during the day reading in the class, the two thick Wang Jingyan, do not know How many times, it’s rotten, it’s all sweat, the clothes are wet, the seats are wet, hot! It’s been a crazy time until 2 o’clock in the evening, and it’s a crazy time; once, the roommates joked and told I, please don't read English in my dreams. Time is over the day of September, October.... The passion of people is always limited. In November, after the newspaper was finished, I fell into a low tide. Every day before going to bed, I was always afraid of waking up tomorrow, afraid of the endless review, over and over again. Every day I hope to go where to have fun. When I am playing, I have been worried that I will not be able to pass the exam. I can’t play well, I can’t learn, and at this time, all kinds of gossip on the Internet are given. I have caused a great psychological impact. What Peking University postgraduate counseling classes have been opened. What students and teachers have set magnetic, the teachers are all set, even if you have passed the test, the retest still has a black curtain, a lot of broken things, I Every day is spent in an endless ideological struggle, darkness, confusion, pain, and no direction. Thanks to my girlfriend, in the most painful time of my life, with her weak shoulders, the gentleness of women, propped up my tired body, accompanied me through the dark time, without her, maybe my life would be Another way, I just want to say to my girlfriend, I love you. In December, the climate in Xinjiang has dropped to more than 30 degrees. The comrades in the library are missing day by day, and there are not many who insist on the end. But I have no reason to escape this. The butterfly is going to break, the process will be painful, but the dream is in front of me, I want to get her. In the morning, the classroom did not open the door. I could only carry politics in the basement without heating. After the back, the hot water brought down was already frozen. At night, in order not to disturb the rest of the roommate, I watched it in the toilet for more than a month. Professional; in the morning, my girlfriend in order to help me occupy a good position in the library, and early in the library outside, the frozen red face, this scene has been deeply in my mind, waved Don't go. I want to succeed, I must. Only success can repay all those who love me. Only success can fulfill my dreams. At 8:30 on January 14th, 2006, the exam began in Shihezi No.1; at 5 o'clock on the afternoon of January 15, 2006, the exam was over; finally, at the end, there was no regrets.

Since the test is ready, you have to take the exam first, no matter how many people apply for it, because the master is enough, there are more rookies, just a peace of mind for the Peking University, no matter what, no matter what your foundation Goodbye is still another problem. What you think is because, since I am already like this, how can I solve this problem in the shortest time, instead of panic, it is good for nothing. Exercise every day.
There is also that Peking University is really transparent. I don’t think there is any shady scene, and there is no such thing as a remedial class. Even if there is, it’s just a name for Peking University. You have to know that the teaching tasks of Peking University’s teachers are very heavy. They can't get along without any good articles, so they hope to recruit the best students to help them accomplish their tasks. They want people who are willing to do things, not people who are only smart and smart. Remember

Postscript here, I want to thank my parents, they have been supporting me, raising the grace, no return; thanks to my mentor, give me such a good opportunity, the grace of knowing, no return; thank my girlfriend It was she who spent the four years with me in college and spent the darkest and most brilliant time with me. Thanks to my roommates, Marco, Big Head, Xiao Liu, Xiao Zhao, Xiao Hu, brothers, deep, Yiyi, and the buddies who drink and play cards to eat watermelon, the fourth unit of the 17th building 401-3.
On March 5th, 2006, Peking University’s postgraduate entrance examination results, I took the professional first; on June 15, 2006, I got the Peking University Admission Notice from the roommate, but my heart has been very calm, and the heavenly rewards, this It is a thing that I naturally want to get; entering Peking University is not an end point, but a new starting point, a new starting point for you to fly high, and the aura on the head is so dazzling, because you should see what you pay behind the aura. Hardship, no matter the past or the future, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

I wish you all a successful postgraduate study.