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The wind blows in the midsummer, urging the graduates of 2024 to set off. This is the most exciting chapter in the hot years. Through the Moments posted by the graduates, I can feel that they are reluctant to leave, but there is no way. The train arrives at the station, the boat docks, and time does not allow anyone to return the same way. From now on, I only hope that everyone will "have half an acre of flower fields in their hearts, hidden in the secular world."

Three or four years really went by so fast. I still remember clearly that when I graduated four years ago, I said to myself, "I must continue to work hard and try to change my identity before returning to campus." At that time, everyone thought I was too idealistic, after all, people's mindsets change after leaving campus. Yes, they were right. In these four years, I jumped into the crowd and often experienced wind and rain. I really experienced a lot, including illness, civil service examinations, and studying... Fortunately, no matter what situation I encountered, that "idealism" was still there, and as I wished, I returned to campus in September to study for a master's degree.

The year I graduated, I accidentally saw a passage from Bai Yansong on the Internet. He said, "What he fears most is that many young people say that they haven't read much in the past few years of work." This sentence touched me very much and made me very scared. After all, I didn't read many books when I was in school, let alone after work. What should I do? There is no time to worry about this. Finding a job must be put on the agenda. Teachers, classmates, family and friends have given me a lot of advice. Some people said that I should go to Xinjiang to be a civil servant, some said that I should join a self-media company, and some told my father that I should go to the supermarket cashier quickly, etc. In short, during that period of time, my life was filled with these voices, and naturally I didn't read books. Once my father sold sheep and asked me to get a pen to keep accounts. I ran around my room for several laps but couldn't find a pen and a piece of paper. Finally, I had to go to my father's room to get it. How can I not be disappointed in myself?

After I started working, I stopped studying and began to yearn for a good and relaxing meal and sleep. From the canteen to the cup of tea on the kang of the masses, flowers blooming at sunset, autumn leaves growing in the wind, old trees and small paths, everything is full of the breath of life, but I am too busy to distinguish the main from the secondary and the true from the false in the face of the passing years. Once a village cadre asked me how to write the word "bury", and I even asked for help from Baidu Encyclopedia on my phone. When my colleague found out, he comforted me and said, "Nowadays, computers are used too much, and this happens all the time." I smiled and said, "In a few years, I will ask for help to enter the central primary school opposite to learn to read!" At that moment, my face was full of smiles, but my heart was crying. I knew that I might really become the kind of person who "does not know the well well, and the road does not know the footprints." The edge of Ziwuling "This land is open and seems to be connected in all directions, but in fact, every step may lead to a place where you can never go back to the previous step."

I think I should find some time in my busy schedule to read and write. While I am still young, I should do my best based on my ability. Just like choosing to go to graduate school, it is because I hope that I can have my own understanding and verification of Qingyang's rural areas and emit a ray of light through the interweaving of theory and practice. Taking the countryside as the starting point and relying on its guidance, I can let my heart live in harmony with nature and live in peace with life. I can appropriately explain the choices and persistence I want to make, and strive to make this journey of youth full of magic and beauty.

I am already very lucky. Looking back on the road I have come, there were people helping me at almost every critical moment, like my leader praised me for my "good writing style", which gave me great encouragement; the editing teacher recommended to me which magazines to read when writing essays; when I wrote online reviews, leaders and colleagues helped me revise them over and over again, telling me "to read more, don't just write as soon as you get a pen", and often reminding me to "try harder"; my university teachers still worry about me until now, helping me analyze how to deal with the postgraduate re-examination and whether the tutor would choose me. After learning that I was successfully accepted, they said to me "Congratulations, keep up the hard work"; in order to forward my articles, my mother, who only has a second-grade education, learned how to post on WeChat Moments; my master's supervisor recommended books to me based on my preferences before he even met me, and reminded me that "the key is to form your own understanding and views on the small peasant economy", and so on.

The help and guidance they gave me, I always think about it, like pearls, timeless and fresh. The Little Prince said, "I always think that if a person can live a simple and innocent life, it must be the countless people around him who have protected him at a greater cost." I am like this. They are all lights along my way, always escorting me to the bright place. Many times I want to repay them, but I find that I really can't repay them.

In midsummer, the Ziwuling Mountains are shady with green trees, the fragrance of flowers is lingering, and colorful butterflies are flying lightly like the wind. I walk in this world, watching the time pass, planting half an acre of flower field, and locking in the fragrance. Someone in the circle of friends posted, "We meet and say goodbye, return and leave, happy graduation, and I wish you a wonderful future!" Then I would add that we will continue to make an appointment next autumn. If we can't do it, we will make an appointment to read other people's words in different places and hide the half acre of flower field in our hearts in the secular world.