Juin 7 of every year is important for those who are taking the College Entrance Examination; it is also important for those who have already taken it, and it’s still more important for those who are going to take it.

For me, I belong to the second type; hence it’s an important day for recalling the things happening before, during and after it.

Three years before this day, it was lucky as lucky is for me; for I had done a good job in the Senior Secondary School Entrance Examination in terms of scores. I was just qualified for the talented class which was set up one out of five classes, that is if there are five classes, top students from these five classes are selected out and regrouped into one talented class for which the school will man it with the best teachers and other resources the school possess. Therefore, I spent my senior-secondary-school life with those who were supposed to be the best. I did not bad, yet not good enough as well with my talented peers, just in the middle. Life in senior secondary school was little boring yet unforgettable, for there are so many courses and so much homework, leaving little time for entertainment which too often is also reading, but leisure books and magazines. Many life-long friends were made there, and also the basic value system was formed there.

Another important piece of memory for recalling is love. Misguided by some TV plays or TV dramas, some of us young boys and young girls mutually attractive to each other that time fell in love with each other. We called it “true love” that time. Actually we meant it when we called it that time. I was in this so-called love relationship with a girl for two years out of three. She was in another city, studying in a normal college. We kept in touch by letters which I always wrote long ones for her, and pretty short ones for me from her. I did not know how much time I had spent in writing letters for her, enthusiastically racking my head every time to bring out beautiful yet a bit bitter, and also breath-taking sentences for her. This would help me in nothing but Chinese, for I at least could write a relatively good composition in the exam. The moment when we had to leave each other for our own dreams, I repented so much for the time lost and youth wasted. However, time wasted can no longer be recovered. So with much regret and self-accusation, I entered the room for the most important College Entrance Examination in my life.

I was a boarding student, and there was nothing special for me even before this all-in-one important examination. Father and mother were for certain did not pay any specail attention to my logistic supporting befor it, for most of the students that time were in such position; and our parents did nothing wrong, for they had nothing special for us. They have done their best to afford our senior secondary schooling. We ate the same food in the schoold cantine, rested on our beds in the same dorm, and led the life without any special treatment. It’s a pity that students nowadays with so much care specially rendered for them only for this exam are not appreciating it, and are not grateful for it. They take it for granted that they deserve to have such special treatment, for most of them are the only hope for their respective families. However, it seems that more and more students are disapointing parents and teachers in terms of their performance in it and the ability to face the unwanted results, and the uncontrollabe happiness for desirable ones.

The exam lasted for two days that time, while these two days determined our life and destiny thousands of days thereafter. My performance was not good, that could be predicted from what I just wrote previously; and my life thereafter turned 180 degrees. I was an engineering student, and then enrolled into a liberal-art major. I did made lots of inner fighting before hitting the road to my university; and I did suffered the most in the first year of my college for lacking of basic background knowledge; but I did not give up. I persistd in believing that industry could make up any thing I need. When I believed so, I took actions accordingly. Finally God opened a door for me.

I scored 77 out of 150 on my English subject, and three years after the exam, I qualified myself almost for all the certificates in the field of English. Nothing new I have done that made me make it, but diligence, diligence and diligence. Juin 7, a day that reminds me of the importance of diligence is day of my life, for better or worse, that I should never stop keeping moving upward, diligently and attentively.