There are still three months, and graduation will be one year. I just quit my first job. During this period of stepping into the society, college students like to tease each other that they are old, more because they are old and feel tired from time to time.

Some of my classmates and friends resigned, some took on-the-job exams, some worked hard in big factories, some were comfortable in small workshops, and some began to get married on blind dates ... There was always a lack of people who were confused, tried and wrong or determined.

Just graduated, I wandered back to a small city from Guangzhou, lowered my expectations and came to work in a small and chaotic company. From the first full of wandering, I felt comfortable, and then I was impetuous and uneasy. People imitate most people and return to the mean.

After eating for more than a month, sleeping for more than a month, I opened my diary and used midnight paper, which was less than 300 words, to supplement my two years from 20 19.3 to 202 1.3. The first diary article is 20 16.5.9, and the childlike between the lines and the pretense of being profound today really can't be changed.

However, when I turned to "20 Dreams about myself" four years ago, I really had to feel the terrible time. Even though I think many dreams are impossible, I still naively feel that I can't have no dreams.

Opening the dusty notebook, I don't know where to extract a sentence: as a species, man is ancient, but he is always naive.

Seeing this sentence, my eyes itch and I have a faint impulse to cry. People are taken out of context. I don't remember how this sentence was explained in the original text. But then I realized a kind of weak optimism similar to a nihilism in existentialism, and the joke that "men are teenagers until they die".