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I can still remember those shivering painful days,
A lot of anxieties and all those silent solitary prays.
In our eyes there were piles of dream-
Sometimes they used to reach the extreme!
Every event alternately brought us joy and sorrow-
Yet we had the hope for the best for tomorrow.
Regular routine very often would make us bore,
They are now faded away from the memory sea shore.
Class mates were friendly, indeed some were rude,
Some of them behaved just like a beast and brute.
Exams and class tests always made me pale-
Compels me to write, that's why I'm going to tell.
Now always I miss, the gossip with my mates,
Among them some were very busy for their dates!
My friends are now busy with their beloved job-
I'm far away, whoever tried to console my sob?
I can't forget the behavior of some teachers,
Their attitudes and tests are compared to tortures.
How many dreams were satisfied by the university?
When I look behind, I find there a lot of cavity.
After all, I had to finish my desired graduation-
God almighty blessed me from distress by salvation.
Finally graduation certificate was given at the last stage-
Everything I had to bear, only for that piece of yellow page!