As time flows, fallen leaves dance like whirling wings; nursery rhymes float lightly, leaving a lingering taste. Having bid farewell to the age of ignorance, we may not yet fully understand the connotation of maturity; having left the nurturing of the greenhouse, we may not yet possess solid feathers to withstand the cold and wind. In this dreamy season, thoughts scatter like drizzling rain, and at the turning points of life, scattered melancholy is inevitable... Life requires the boldness to "direct the mountains and rivers, and stir up words," as well as the tranquility of "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern hedge, and leisurely seeing the southern mountain." Between boldness and tranquility, we pluck the wonderful strings of life; youth requires the persistence of "if you do not cut through the metal, you will not succeed," as well as the composure of "I quietly leave, just as I quietly came." Between persistence and composure, we continue to write the brilliant chapters of life.
June is a season of gratitude. The fertile earth opens its broad chest, whispering its full ambitions to the blue sky; June is a season filled with hope. All new fruits are eager to try, just as we once were, eagerly anticipating the day of growing up and maturing; June is laden with dreams and unknowns, and we will meet each other in the college entrance examination hall! We know well how difficult the "individual battle" we are about to face is; we know well how the unwavering belief on the journey through wind and rain interprets such tenacity; we know even better what kind of morale and strength a small boat needs between the starting point and the endpoint... We strive hard, only to let June be filled with sunshine; we fear no difficulties, because we share a common ideal; we never give up, no matter when or where, as long as knowledge exists, our persistence remains; we devote ourselves fully, while stepping closer to June, we also inch closer to our ideals and future...
The sunlight of June is golden, and the smile upon passing the examination is brilliant; the sky of June is clear, and we create miracles in ordinary days; the river water of June is clear, and with souls sublimated through baptism, we rush towards a broader world! Since we have chosen the distance, we will no longer hesitate. Come! Grip the helm, set sail, cut through the waves, and sail towards a broader world!
