The season of thesis, is the same season of graduation.
From some point, the end is the beginning. Life just likes a circle, iteratively and upward or backward.
Maybe during two years of postgraduation study, I haven't done my best. Though in the eyes of many of my friends, I am a utterly aesthete, trying to do everything as better as possible. However, the reality doesnot allow me to do so. Sometimes, compromise is another way of success. I don't quite agree so. But it seems I don't have much choices. Maybe next time, I will do better. will it have a second time? I hope so.
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