Preface
It’s graduation season again, and everyone is posting graduation photos. Looking back, it’s been almost two years since graduation.
A lot seems to have happened in 2019, and I have always regretted not completing the timeline. When I have some free time these days, I quickly post the photos on Twitter. I need to leave some memories for myself and my parents so that I can come back and take a look when I have nothing to do.
My parents came to Wuhan to see me graduate
On June 19, 2019, my parents and I took flights one after another and arrived at Wuhan Tianhe Airport. Because I went to Xinjiang for a self-driving trip with my friends, it turned out that my parents picked me up.
After settling in, I took my parents to Wuhan University to see the archway, to the East Lake to see the stones and water, and in the evening I went to the greenway to ride a bike to see the city gate towers.
The next day, it rained heavily in Wuhan, and the graduation ceremony even became a hot topic.
The little red flag, the white raincoat, and the scent of green grass filling the rain in Wuhan in June are still fresh in my memory.
Teacher Zhang is a famous chemist in my country and the first female academician in the history of Wuhan University. She has won the highest international award in the field of renewable resources. However, one year later, she passed away in Wuhan at 20:00 on October 17, 2020. She was 80 years old. Although I was shocked, I also deeply missed the passing of the master.
In the next few days, I took my parents on an in-depth tour of Wuhan and Wuhan University, and the arrangements were always clear.
Taking my parents around Beijing and having a drink with Lao Meng
I was sending my parents back to Northeast China and stopped in Beijing, so I could do some shopping.
Finally, I saw my parents off in Tianjin and got on the train back to Harbin, while I went to my good friend Lao Meng’s house to eat, drink and talk about life.
With some private goods, Fenghuangling off-road
In Beijing, I took the time to go to Fenghuangling. Running at Fenghuangling at night was very novel, especially with the big searchlights swaying around, like a big party.
But because I ran the wrong way, I only ran 10 kilometers before looping back and ending hastily. However, I still asked the organizing committee for a medal.
Highlights
Here are some fun and funny photos.
Two years after graduation, I looked back and started recording again. I have become accustomed to low-saturation emotional expressions, and the result is a journal style. But this is not important. What is important is that there is such a recording medium to contain the fragments of these stories, so that they can remain in the memory of the Internet forever.
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Words | Arsenan
Design | Arsenan