Recently, a play can be described as fires, called "Dear love," a lot of people look at me, I looked these days, really easy to find on top. In addition to the play sweet love envy, those gaming juvenile insistence on the dream also I was shocked, to say the microblogging this drama: "! Left hand grasping love, right hand grasping the cause, a two-pronged" I remember the deepest impression You have to be: a member of the team because every day could not bear the loneliness and training on their boss angry, complaining. But the boss said: "Where's your passion that year, where you vowed to go, no one forced you, I do not want you so tired." This quite touched, I recalled what had happened since the year of his college.
Scratch. Admission
School when she was still an ignorant boy, full of longing for the university, but also filled with enthusiasm, but then I also actively participate in various activities, also joined the student union, group, class leadership and so on. Hardship and at the same time I also got to improve on the skills and competence.
II. Now
A few days ago our sister school seniors for the assessment of project evaluation, we found that this group is doing the worst, mainly because the page beautification and functionality incomplete. So I tried to think about themselves in the year the group got some what. First team to enter from now, I learned Java, HTML, Css, Js, Jq, that I really use this? No, even the basic css and sometimes I get it working, not to mention the js. Before school, remove class time, work a week, you can do three or four pages. But now, even the interface is a need to spend an afternoon or even add a night, a day before want to implement lazy loading, spent a good long time, or did not achieve their desired effect. It seems to become more and more impetuous, feel superior to others, feel the technology can not only beautify the page. Now think about nothing but their own fantasies, their grasp is fur, tip of the iceberg are not really, not even on the table are, still in their own complacency. Compared to those gaming juvenile insistence on the dream and passion, I was really low burst. His enthusiasm gradually decline, in this age, the effort, I want to choose easy, fame and fortune do not want, do not want to move forward, just now.
III. Future
Want now, nor is not. May own the days ahead what should go, parents always want to leave us, how should I do that time, lost haven, I'm a basket case. Yesterday and students when it comes to old age life, I said I wanted to choose a life of ease, he said: sure, but the fight over the young, the elderly comfortable real easy, and my heart there is no fit. He said the discovery of reasonable, if a young man does not own efforts toward the dream, easy life of the elderly and how to achieve. A man of talent, Yu Yun beads Tibetan, not easy to know people. I should sink calm air, move forward down to earth, which must fight a battle when he must have vigorous vitality, rather than the status quo of decadence.