The potala palace

1  the 0verall looking

 

2  the close look

 

3 at dawn

On August 1st,the special day when i received the admission to my long -dreaming university,but not the subject i had imagined thousand times and the only one i was prepared to major in,i never knew what it  really meant.A perfect key to get a good job and cosy life?  Or my betraying dream and belief.For the first time ,i did feel the similar pressure our parents inflicted choosing their own way of life or pay more attention to attending to us.During the time before the new session began,i only buried myself in playing  since once i began to think about it,my brains turned out to be blank.I knew it was a life choice tougher than any problem i have met.cos there seemed no known conditions or certain and instant answers .And before the day new school began,i just left for it.Until today ,I realised that i probably had made a mistake.for doing well in my wanted subject-automobile machines with out falling behind my other mates in my required subject is actually as unaccessible as reaching the highest peak.It is a difficult way of life for me at present.however i have to keep heading forward.maybe i have been a joke god is seeking fun  from .And i will change that idol way.cheers up!