my university life Firstly,I will admit that I love my university so much. It is a beautiful campus. I get up early on the morning, then I walk down from the dormitory building, and through the gate when everybody is still sleeping beside me. Everything is in peace and the air I breathe is flesh. Always the climate is pretty good, Sometimes bad also. But it doesn't effect my mood. I feel full of energy. Usually, I'll read books under the plants or whatever classroom, sit on the stone bench or some lawn having my breakfast, and then ride my bike to go to class. A peaceful life. There is a subtle beauty appeared in the ripples of lakes, in the clear pure light which acrosses the leaves, in all lives that live in this place no matter what they are,human beings or animals or anything. I like the feeling that wind brushes my hair when I run or walk on the road. I like the joy and pleasures that my friends take to me. I like the environment of library in which we all worked very hard, just for our expectations. Now, it's near a half of my four years university life. Simple as it may sound, but not monotonous and uninteresting. As it is said, “Plain living and high thinking.” Maybe many years later, I will still have a distinct recollection of how I lived through my university life. It must be unfogettable.