How did you feel the moment you knew you were going to take the postgraduate entrance examination?

When I looked at the admission list in the dormitory, I blocked out the names one by one with my hands. At that time, I could hear my heartbeat and see my name. My whole body felt relaxed all of a sudden, and then I became happy and excited. After repeated confirmations, I called my parents to report the good news, sent the news to my family to share, and told my close friends the good news. I felt a little like crying while talking (I held it back when talking to my family). The kind that makes me cry, feeling like I have finally gotten my wish by repeating the same thing every day this year.

The moment I was admitted to college, I felt that I was different and shining compared with the group of college students who were eager to go to work. After returning to the undergraduate school after the re-examination, I felt as if I was wearing a glittering gown, stepping on colorful clouds, and floating as I walked. I can’t wait for people all over the street to ask, how did you do in the exam? Then I pretended to be very relaxed and said: "Oh, it's too easy. I passed the exam and splashed water." Next, I was immersed in the envy and admiration of others.

At that moment, my mood was really full of grains. There is some small hope of admission. But I'm afraid it's just a notice of rejection. Log in with your mobile phone now to view employment information. But the signal of the hotel I stayed in was too poor, and the progress bar of the web page crawled forward like an earthworm, which undoubtedly prolonged my painful time. My palms were sweating a lot and my heart was pounding. That minute was the longest 60 seconds I have ever experienced. Joy, discouragement, hesitation, melancholy, loss, expectation, and despair switch back and forth in this minute. It's like a roller coaster of emotions, up and down.

Looking back on this year's exam preparation life, although I didn't work hard enough, I still got up early, studied tirelessly in all my spare time at work, and gave up leisure and entertainment activities. I am on this road alone, and my parents and friends don’t know that I am taking the postgraduate entrance examination. At this time, let me know. At least this year, I did something.

If you didn’t give up in the end, you should have passed the exam that year. It was really a hole in politics. If there are friends who are preparing for the exam, I want to tell you, be sure, don’t beat your heart, don’t think about fighting again next year, maintain the momentum and persevere to the end, no matter how difficult it is. I know it’s easier said than done, but really, this “stay the course” mentality was really important and helped me win a lot of opportunities during my graduate school year.