(Translated from a Chinese blog.)

The summer comes again, one of my friends remind me that its a season of graduation again.

Every graduation is always accompanied by couple of stories, deep rooted, and hard to forget. 

I still remember the things when I was graduated four years ago, when people began to leave the dormitory one by one,

and looking for job just like to catch a cold, when one' ve got, the others would soon be infected,

everyone was nervous, began to face the respective reality cautiously.

At that time, I was looking for job, at the same time preparing my graduation design, and have no time to sigh for the rush of the time.

until the commencement day, my college life was finally ended by a graduation photo with some classmates absent.

At the graduation dinner, a sentimental mood surrounded us, though we were encouraging each other for the respective future then,

some people fuddled, some was shouting, some was laughing, and some was crying,

some one pour out words that' ve been hold back in the past 4 years, some one decided to leave alone.

That day we sang songs one after another, for the future that we could not foreknow,

and then, that's it, we drifted apart.

4 years have passed, I found so many things has been changed when I was recalling the past.

how many of my friends still keep in touch, and how many of them haven't meet each other again after that summer?

Some memories we could have only once, but they will be engraved on my mind.

We will eventually grow up, we have already grown up.

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