It's four o'clock in spring in Wang Nanshan.

As one of the few students in Class 04009 1 who joined the work after graduation, I have been immersed in the vat of society for six years. These six years can be described as uneventful. The changes brought to me are nothing more than the receding hairline, the deepening decrees and forehead lines, the irreversible dark circles formed by working overtime and staying up late, and the gentle and virtuous wife and beautiful and lovely daughter. Besides, I am a shy and introverted little boy.

In the summer of 2009, I received the admission notice from China Geo University. As this was expected long ago, I didn't stir up any inner waves at the moment I got the admission notice. What really shocked after the college entrance examination was only the moment of scoring. That year's college entrance examination was still very difficult, and the top three in the class were extremely conservative. My neighbor's children came to borrow my textbooks, and I asked her to come back after my grades came out in case she failed in her studies again.

On the night of the inspection, the network server crashed and my brother couldn't log in. I didn't wait all the time, but went to bed first, leaving only my parents to wait for the result for me. Not long after I fell asleep, my father called my mobile phone. When I heard the score, I felt that my first choice was very stable. Later, after the scores came out, I went to school to get my report card. The eighth line of our class is also the largest in the whole school. My friend asked me what school the second newspaper was, and I was very domineering. Now I don't have to consider the second batch of volunteers, and one must have been accepted.

Later admission is natural. Dada's notice is very low-key, using a blue EMS ordinary envelope, and you can't tell whether it is an admission notice or an ordinary mail. Unlike other schools, they get a big red envelope and then mark the admission notice in big letters. Dida is a very low-key school, and my university spent four years in a low-key way.

During my four years in college, I didn't keep a diary like I did in high school. I think there are only a few things worth remembering. Before the college entrance examination, I have been changing my adaptation to the examination system and constantly maximizing my adaptability to do my best. After entering the university, I chose to adapt to the university. If I want to adapt, I will adapt. Give up if you don't want to adapt, instead of forcibly changing yourself. This change of mentality doomed my cynicism, my maverick and the failure of my university.

In September that year, my father and brother sent me to Wuhan. On the train, I have been looking at the scenery outside the window, watching the endless plains rising and rolling mountains and rivers outside the window. From the northeast of Henan province at the junction of the three provinces, it runs through the whole of Henan province, then enters the Dabie Mountain at the junction of Henan and Hubei, and then reaches the Jianghan Plain. The picturesque scenery along the way, especially Jiangnan, the land of fish and rice, is a distant place I have never set foot on. I thought that if I had time in college, I would learn to draw and draw all the scenery along the way. However, this wish was not realized until graduation. Wuchang railway station is already in the evening, and the seniors who welcome the new students have been waiting at the railway station for a long time. Many parents and freshmen are anxiously waiting for the school bus at the station. Because of the traffic jam, we waited until after ten o'clock to get on the bus, and then stood all the way to school.

When I first saw the school gate, I was very lost in my heart. The school gate is not as grand as expected, but extremely low and shabby. The scrawled Chinese characters on the lintel are carved on the gray white marble. On both sides of the door frame are small khaki tiles, which are out of date. No wonder the admission notice will be printed on the gate of the East Campus Graduate School, and the decoration of the main gate is really terrible. On the school motto stone on the east side of the gate, Mr. Wen wrote an inscription of "hard work and simplicity, seeking truth and being pragmatic", with eight vigorous characters, which showed the unpretentious spiritual quality of this university. Every year when filming "graduation photo", students will cover up six words, leaving only the word "really bitter", which is a helpless mockery of college life. The seniors who welcomed the new students took me through the registration formalities and sent us to the brand-new 56 dormitory buildings. 56 dormitory buildings are located at the foot of Wang Nan Mountain, which is the best undergraduate dormitory in the school. Four rooms, a bathroom, cabinets and desks under the bed are the only gratifying hardware facilities on campus.

It's past eleven o'clock in the evening and the school hostel is full. Walking on campus that night, my father said the school was ok. The campus is not small, but the library is not as big as my brother's school. I can't hide my disappointment. This is the ivory tower that I have struggled to enter for many years? What am I proud of? What am I proud of? Forget it, it's a university, and you can't drop out and retake the exam. Besides, a great scholar is a master, not an architect. Isn't it superficial to pursue the brilliance of hardware facilities? My family and I had dinner outside the school and then went to the hotel. We walked along Lumo Road for a long time before we found a small hotel in the alley. Because it is the school season, the price is naturally ridiculously high. Dad and brother couldn't bear to stay long, so they all went home the next day. I have always regretted not taking my family around Wuhan for four years.

There are only two big cities in China, namely, Shanghai and Wuhan. Standing on the Yangtze River Bridge, Chu Tianqi, looking at the mighty Yangtze River, can feel the city's temperament endowed by God. Great rivers endow Wuhan with grandeur, while great lakes endow Wuhan with aura. A spoonful of East Lake water is rippling, steaming and dreamlike. Riding on the East Lake Greenway is like walking through the lonely and confused vast expanse. Ancient poems are always unconsciously embedded in your mind, presenting you with a profound ink painting. Living in this city, I am often infected by her street breath. The strong Wuhan accent, dry and salty Regan Noodles and the unique hot weather in Leng Xia in winter make people feel that the city has never been associated with exquisiteness.

There are four people in dormitory 203 in building 56, Lei, Li Yang and me. Yang Yuhang's father said, we are quite predestined friends. We have everything, north and south, northeast (Jilin), Jiangxi, Henan and Shandong. The four of us come together from all directions and have different personalities. Yang Yuhang is a complicated person. Although he occasionally shows the generosity of the Northeast, he is not cheerful, heavy-hearted and conservative. Lei's thoughts are simple and his knowledge is narrow, but he often likes to brag and stick to his own opinions. Even if he is wrong, no one can convince him. Li Yang is smart and knowledgeable, but his words are prickly. If he disagrees, he can quarrel. In terms of personality, I had more contact with Yang Yuhang, and later we spent more time together. Li Yang and Lei are careless. Even if they scold each other, they will play together as if nothing happened later. But talking about the past and the present, Li Yang and I can talk more because we have a wide range of knowledge.

During the military training, our instructors came from Naval University of Engineering. Those instructors in white navy uniforms, coupled with the military temperament honed by four years of military camp life, fascinated many people. The instructor in the second row of our Eighth Company is Wang Haiyang, who is a veritable naval background. He has dark skin, sharp eyes and powerful words. Originally, military training in junior high school and senior high school was reprimanded by the instructor just like a soldier of fortune, so there was some resistance to military training. But military training in universities is much more open than that in middle schools. The instructors are all military college students with high quality. Besides training, there are many self-presentations, learning military songs, telling jokes and playing around. After more than 20 days of military training, I didn't feel tired at all and spent it happily. Later, I heard that a girl fell in love with the instructor and asked Wang Haiyang to confess after the military training. Although the instructor accepted the confession, he took the initiative to end the relationship a few months later.

After the military training, they took an examination of the Environmental College. According to the comprehensive college entrance examination results, 35 freshmen were selected to form a brand-new class group-experimental class of water resources and environmental engineering, class number 04009 1. The course of this class is 1.5 times higher than that of the ordinary class. All the professional basic courses in the Environmental College should be studied, and the senior students should be trained in different directions. Every semester, personnel are diverted and supplemented. If they can't, they will return to their original majors, and then choose excellent students to come in. I became one of the four people selected by Class Two, Environment, and the only one in our dormitory. At the hometown meeting in Henan, I met several Puyang villagers. At that time, when students met, they always added QQ number first, instead of reciting each other's mobile phone number. I have never been exposed to it. So later, Li Yang and Lei went online, and I followed, and I also registered QQ. But at that time, it was useless to me. My mobile phone has no buttons, and neither does my computer. I just added a column to my address book.

So my four-year college life began. Freshman studied hard last semester. At that time, I went to the second floor to teach self-study with Yang Yuhang every day. Every day, I finish a part of the advanced mathematics workbook, and I finish the first and second volumes of the college English workbook. I remember when I was in the final exam, I felt that asking questions was so simple that there was no question that I couldn't. The same is true of surveying. English seems to have done all the questions. I got a good grade that semester, with a grade point of 3.68, ranking sixth in my class. Only physical education held me back. Only 3. 1 students share the same dormitory. But in the comprehensive quality evaluation next semester, I am outside 60% of my class. The experimental class is really full of talents. The leader of the school debate competition, the leader of the environmental college, the chairman and vice-chairman of the Youth League Committee, and some club presidents are all in our class. Not only that, many students began to participate in the scientific research team led by seniors and participate in the scientific research projects of college teachers in their freshman year. I remember that the class meeting was extra points, and many people got a lot of points, even donating blood. Of course, the class cadres are all for themselves. I give myself extra points for donating blood this semester. Donate blood next semester but cancel extra points. I don't join many clubs myself, and I don't have any talent to join any debate teams, military bands or folk bands. In addition to almost no extra points in academic performance, naturally, I won't get a scholarship in the end. What the university teaches me is all things other than study, and the knowledge of textbooks depends almost entirely on self-study. When I was a freshman, many people didn't sell well, but I was embarrassed. I always felt that my family was not poor enough. However, with the deepening of my understanding of my classmates, I found that those so-called poor students played games with laptops in the dormitory, which completely subverted my cognition. It turns out that those so-called poor students are better off than my family.

At the beginning of the freshman semester, I stopped pursuing grades. As long as I don't fail, what difference does it make if my score is higher than mine? Anyway, you can't get a scholarship just by your grades. And I can spend more spare time doing other things. Most of the time, I have this casual attitude, so my grades will be devastated. You can only spend more time on your favorite subjects, such as China's modern history, organic chemistry and structural geology. More often, I go to the library and stop in the small library in the north area for a long time every time I have no class. Speaking of the big library, the school is really sorry for our class of 2009. Only two months after entering the school, the library was closed and expanded, but it was not repaired until one year after we graduated. The small library in the North District is so small that there are not many books at all.

? Field practice is very important for geological students. During my three summers at the University of Geology, I was an intern in geology teaching. In these three experiences, the profoundness of geology did not leave me much impression, but more let me feel the hard life of the geological team in advance and linger on the great mountains and rivers of the motherland.

? Fishing boats outside Qinhuangdao have not seen a single piece of Wang Yang. Freshman internship in Beidaihe, the teacher who led the team called it geographical first love. This is my first close contact with the sea. The cool sea breeze blew away the summer flames, the bedrock of tiger stone, the beach covered with shells, the horn of the distant freighter, and several seagulls disappeared into the ethereal nothingness of the sea and sky. The tall and thick wall of Shanhaiguan, the siege equipment of urn, the general artillery on the head of the city, the neatly arranged holes on the watchtower, and the neighing of war horses in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties seemed to come from my ears. It's just that the history of earth science is too abstract. The high shore is a valley and the deep valley is a mausoleum, which only exists in the reasoning and imagination of geologists. Strata named after place names, weathered rock lines, and ancient fish and insects leaving only the remains of corpses tell the story of time and space for hundreds of millions of years, which has been written as a wonderful book of nature. Historians will discuss the present from the ancient times, while geologists will discuss the present from the ancient times and interpret civilization and nature respectively.

Apes say goodbye to each other, only a few stones have been ground, in childhood. Sophomore internship in Zhoukoudian, Beijing. Zhoukoudian, which is famous for the site of Peking Man, is also a great miracle. Many anthropologists believe that Beijingers were not the ancestors of China people, but were extinct in ancient times, or were wiped out here by human ancestors who went out of Africa. Although this is only speculation, it is a fact that China lacks human fossils in the late Quaternary Pleistocene, and this period is the key period for the theory of African origin to infer that African Homo sapiens went around the world to replace early Homo sapiens. Zhoukoudian's practice is different from Beidaihe's, with more difficult conditions and many mountains. Geological basic practice is to carry out geological work with the most primitive methods and deepen the understanding of geological work to the greatest extent. Geological mapping of Taiping Mountain, measured geological profile, handwritten geological practice report. I still remember that the internship report took a day to finish. At that time, my hands were particularly sour and my handwriting was not neat enough. Those students whose handwriting is particularly neat even wrote for a day and a night, and they were still writing when they handed in the report the next morning. In the end, the same students got excellent internship certificates.

It should be safe for the goddess Pinghu to leave the high gorge. Junior internship, in Zigui county, Yichang city, is also the world-famous location of the Three Gorges Dam. I didn't know what a picturesque country was until I came to the Three Gorges. It is rainy in the south. As long as there is soil, it can be covered with green plants, so it is difficult to see bare cliffs on the mountain, as if the whole earth is covered with green hemp fibers, and the Yangtze River is like a jade belt around the waist. The three Gorges mountains are tall and straight, lush, and the clouds are lingering halfway up the mountain, as if the mountains are higher than the sky. In the meantime, if you are in a fairyland, it seems that you can absorb the essence of the sun and the moon and spit out the aura of heaven and earth. Standing far away in Tanziling, the bustling Zigui county is reflected on the mirror-like water in the reservoir area, which is like a dream. Different from the pure geological practice in Beidaihe and Zhoukoudian, the junior practice has both hydrology and environment. Not only the typical geological disasters in the Three Gorges reservoir area, such as Xintan landslide and Lianziya dangerous rock, but also the sewage treatment plant and solid waste landfill were visited. Finally, the internship task of our group is to investigate a landslide disaster in a township. I still remember when we drew lots to decide who would speak PPT. I practiced three or four times, and it turned out to be me. That was the first time I talked about PPT. Although I was nervous before I went on stage, I was not nervous after I started talking. My classmates say that I am awesome and have a nice voice, but I can't be calm for a long time.

In the next semester of junior year, love comes unexpectedly. My girlfriend is my junior high school classmate. Although I haven't spoken since I graduated from junior high school, I got in touch again and had a good chat. I still remember the night before my confession, I was so nervous that I didn't sleep well. After confession, she refused first, and then asked me to say yes. I remember that I was an intern in the Three Gorges, and I called every night to say that my mobile phone was in arrears or turned off. After the internship, I went to her school, Hefei University of Technology. During our three days in Hefei, our feelings became better and better. Although she is petite, she has a rather overbearing temper. Every time she has a little contradiction, she always says something hurtful. My self-esteem is too strong. Coupled with long-distance love, such as the Tianhe-like space barrier, it is quite easy to intensify contradictions. Finally, before the National Day, we had a big fight and broke up in a rage. Although we broke up, we still kept in touch intermittently. When I contacted her on my own initiative, I was ridiculed. When she contacted me, her temper was always uncertain. Later, during the winter vacation, we often met again. Every time I come out, I take her to the county by bike to eat her favorite casserole noodles in high school. Although this relationship finally ended before graduating from college, the first love brought too many marks: the first confession, the first hand holding, the first hug, the first kiss ... the tension and confusion of the first intimate contact, the mutual confession in love, and the sensitivity and doubt before breaking up are also a kind of growth.

Four years in college seems to be nothing particularly important, but what you can say is endless. Looking down the mountain from the south, it hurts to remember too much. I still remember the night after school, my roommate and classmates from the neighboring dormitory went to see me off and hugged and blessed me in front of the bus stop sign. When I got on the bus, I looked back at the students I saw, then at the big school gate, Shaw Museum and Lumo Road. Four years of youth has become the past. Tears can't stop anymore. I cried in the front seat and couldn't calm down until I got to the train station.

? Wang Nan? unforgettable

(Made on June 27th, 20 13)

The first bird song in the morning woke me up.

The dawn in the rain is still gestating in the dark.

The days spent in college are like a dream.

How much rain is left to beat the throb of the residual load?

Graduation photo's warm and bright smile.

How many beautiful and moving longings are rippling.

It is hard to imagine that we will meet again in the future.

How many unknown roads to walk?

No one is indifferent to parting.

Now I just keep running around.

Weathered rock line on Mount Wang Nan.

How many years of drizzle and oblique wind have been burned?

If hard work calms down for a while

If you don't meet, can you think clearly?

Memories of birds singing together in the mountains.

There are still misty rains that can't be blown away and washed away.