We are a group of senior three students with dreams. We face loneliness every day. Loneliness is a kind of yearning, like the Haier TV repair advertisement says. For us, loneliness is just a time for quietness alone. With the prospect of the future in our minds, we willingly embrace loneliness. We are lonely but happy. Accompanied by the bright sunshine, we fly forward. We refuse to accept failure. Although sometimes we may be bound by small setbacks, they are not terrible for us. The growth process requires exactly these bumps that can help us improve. We are willing to take a bold step for our ideals and goals. Although we are lonely, we are lucky because our future and destiny are all under our own control.
Our loneliness is not the loneliness of an individual. Our loneliness is a way of life. We reflect and introspect every day in loneliness. Loneliness keeps us mentally alert at all times, preventing us from being swallowed up by the noise of the city. We have our thoughts and personalities. Even if there are confusions or disappointments, we have no regrets because deep in each of our hearts lies a dream.
Everyone knows that senior three is one of the most important turning points in life. We wake up early and sleep late every day, bearing the expectations of our families and the encouragement of our teachers as we walk on the road towards the college entrance examination. We are at the focus of social attention. Society pays attention to us, and we pay attention to society. Every new policy issued is closely related to our advancement in education.
Since last June's scorching sun, we have gone through countless tests big and small, finally reaching where we are today. Everyone has undergone fundamental changes. Signs of maturity cannot be hidden on our tired faces. We will no longer go crazy without restraint like before, nor will we be obsessed with the flashing swords and shadows of the internet. We all understand a sense of responsibility. We are accustomed to keeping low profiles, not wanting too much attention. We just want to strive quietly in loneliness to achieve ultimate success.
We all fight hard in our loneliness, none of us willing to lose to anyone. We work hard with all our might, aiming to make up for the lost time due to youthful arrogance. We don't want to regret or leave any regrets behind. So we choose loneliness and persistence. We all know that "Everything comes to him who waits." As long as we have determination and can persevere, eventually we will see the flowers bloom.
We all have girls we secretly admire. It's just a bit of appreciation and liking. None of us would confess, because we are still too young. None of us can promise eternal love to another. We are not yet capable of such responsibility. Although we cannot express our inner feelings, this does not hinder the sprouting in our hearts or our pursuit of beauty. We might think of her on some night, pretend to look casually at the places she frequents, just to catch a glance from her. This is a shy memory of our youth, which no one dares to deny experiencing.
Eating in the cafeteria is one of our happiest times. This isn't because the food in the cafeteria is particularly delicious. It's because when eating, everyone can sit together and freely exchange ideas. A heart that has been dull all morning becomes lively again.
Loneliness cannot crush us; we have already learned how to dispel loneliness and savor it. We refuse to be content with mediocrity and monotony. But indeed, we need loneliness, the clarity it brings. We charge toward the college entrance examination, releasing our hopes. We will never admit defeat. Looking back at the past, the dust has settled, reflecting the passage of time and the fleeting nature of life. In a hundred years of life, we are poets, we are performers.
An agitated heart cannot bring success; a cowardly heart cannot bear the heavy burden of life. We must use our ways to overcome everything. Everything is still unknown, we are still lonely. But we are already accustomed to waiting. We are not afraid of hardship or fatigue. Loneliness is not terrible; what's terrible is our fear of its unknown aspects.
Perhaps some people may fall into depravity in loneliness, while others may get lost. But we won't. Because we are the "post-90s," we are the new generation. We represent our era.
Some may have once thought we were fragile, unable to bear heavy burdens. That's not true. Our fragility, our inability to bear burdens, was only because we were too young then and hadn't yet understood our responsibilities. Now we've grown up. We all know what we should do and shouldn't do.
Life may have too many helplessnesses, but we have already learned to find joy in sorrow. We are lonely, but we do not lose confidence, ideals, or goals. We can withstand loneliness, and we have already learned to guard the blooming of flowers in loneliness.
Postscript: Xiaocai tells everyone here that we are the post-90s, we have grown up. I am not just someone who plays with sad words. I am not just someone who understands non-mainstream rebellion. More importantly, we have realized our responsibilities and duties. We have our confidence and pride.