It's one month before the start of graduate school, and I can finally spare some time to make a simple summary of that very critical and important time in my life. From the end of the postgraduate entrance examination to the announcement of the preliminary test results, to the second interview, to the admission results, and then to the waiting for the start of school (in the middle, I experienced an epidemic and spent the longest winter vacation in history, which was seamlessly connected with the summer vacation). Now, looking back, I find that I didn't do anything in this memory. I used this nearly seven months to cultivate my tired body that was devastated by the cross-examination in less than 1 days (how? For me, I don't think there is any special dry goods in my sharing this time. I just simply sort out the twists and turns of the cross-examination process. I think this is not an experience, but a lesson, and it can be regarded as a reminder for everyone to want to cross-examination. Without saying much, let's get down to business ~

1. Personal background introduction

I'm a female, and I like men. I studied in an ordinary undergraduate normal school in Anhui Province, and I studied non-normal major (an introduction). Originally, I didn't do well in math. I only got more than 7 points in the college entrance examination, so I barely hung up on a college, and I was worried that I couldn't repeat my own mentality, so I chose to adjust this major. ! ! In fact, after the college entrance examination, I didn't think about my future development in that direction, and I didn't have much interest in other majors, but the only idea at that time was: I didn't want to live a life of looking at the end at a glance, and I didn't want to be a teacher (I really wanted to go back and slap myself in the face, but now I think being a teacher is great). So I didn't choose to change my major, so I spent my college time in this newly opened major. During my four years in college, I felt that I was really silly when I was a freshman. Just after I was liberated from the college entrance examination, I always felt that I wanted to have fun. This idea also paid a certain price later. I don't want to recall other things that happened in the university, and I'm too lazy to uncover them. I just want to talk about the process of my own ideological transformation. In my junior year, we went to a hotel for an internship for seven months. In fact, to be honest, I felt that I really didn't learn much (also for my own reasons, I only regarded the internship as a task, but I didn't expect to learn a lot). The biggest feeling was that I gained more than 2 kilograms when I came back (the photos are too bad, I don't know where I got the courage to feel fine). During the internship, the upside-down life and day-to-day life made me envy the normal students who went to school for internship. At that time, I wanted to go to school. I felt that if I was at school, I could see the young face every day and feel the vitality of youth (I really felt that I was getting older and older). In this way, I was stimulated by the photos of my circle of friends (sent by the students who practiced in normal schools) and planted the seeds of becoming a people's teacher in my heart bit by bit. Coincidentally, I talked to my friend about this. She was taking an examination of teaching resources. I wanted to take one, so I signed up before the deadline for registration. However, some enthusiasm was once again defeated by reality. I played my temper in fishing for three days and drying the net for two days. I didn't open the books I bought until the end of my internship. After I returned to campus, it took me about a week to prepare in a hurry. Every cause has its consequences. After that, the interview and preparation for the postgraduate entrance examination were all in a hurry, and the ducks were put on the shelves (and my driver's license was put off until the end), so I had to drag it back (alas, this problem really hurt me again and again). Fortunately, the interview teacher let me pass and got the teacher qualification certificate of high school politics, which also laid the foundation for my next cross-exam.

Second, the twists and turns of the cross-examination

To tell the truth, the course of my cross-examination is really full of twists and turns, but I always feel that it is somehow arranged by heaven (now I really believe in everything, and I always feel that everything is arranged by fate. After all, some things are hard to explain except by life). After the internship, after returning to school, I learned that many students were preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination in the winter vacation of 218, that is, when we were internship, and they all learned mathematics (for the major). Anyway, I won't take the math test again if I am killed. I think if I take the math test, I will never pass the national line (haha ~ ~ I am so confident). By chance, I heard a sharing meeting of seniors who went ashore for the postgraduate entrance examination. When I first heard the school "Beijing Jiaotong University", I felt that this senior was very powerful, and this school sounded very powerful. I was very envious, and I also Baidu visited this school. However, at that time, I didn't think that I would enter this school. I forgot what I thought, and I may feel that I don't deserve it. I don't remember. After the sharing session of postgraduate entrance examination, it actually has no influence on my postgraduate entrance examination process, because my postgraduate entrance examination progress is , yes, or , the target institution is unknown, the target major is unknown, and everything is unknown. When others are preparing for the exam in full swing, I feel that I was really worried and very leisurely at that time. However, it doesn't mean leisurely, because there are many professional courses in junior year, and my idea at that time was not to think about anything, but to learn the last professional course in college first. At that time, there were quite a few specialized courses. I didn't know where I got the obsession at that time, and I studied every subject very, very carefully (maybe I thought I was a little hoping to keep my research, but it turns out that I didn't look at the second place and didn't look at the policy of keeping my research, so I was complacent with the seemingly high comprehensive ranking), which also laid a hidden danger for the very difficult time later. With the willpower that this newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, I won the first place in my academic performance that year, which is also the only time I won the first place in the past three years (even a junior saw my professional course results and thought I failed, but who knows the difficulties inside? I really admire myself at that time, which is quite strong. Now I don't know if I can stick to it), but it's no use, my math is pulling. I remember when I was looking for a college, I called my sister and said that I must take a 985 college for the postgraduate entrance examination, otherwise it would be meaningless, so I might as well not take it. At that time, because of various reasons, I kept crying when chatting, and I also reported the belief that I didn't report it until 985 (it was May or June in 219, but now it's naive to look back and think too simply). At that time, I turned my attention to the first major-journalism, which is a hot major. In the last session, a senior student successfully landed at the Central University for Nationalities, and I was recommended by my tutor to add friends and chatted. Senior also recommended the materials and teaching materials prepared for my initial test. I also bought this school and this major at that time, so I thought it would be better to cross this exam. So, I found an introductory book for the basic major, read it with great interest for a few days, and took notes as if nothing had happened. Later, I really persuaded me that there was a professional class that cost more than 8,, which was really too expensive and tangled, although my mother said that as long as I wanted to enroll. However, I think it's very expensive, and I'm not sure if I can get in, but I don't sign up myself, and many people sign up for this school's major, so I won't be pulled apart at once, so I'm entangled with it, and I'm persuaded by the price. So, I called my sister again and said this. My sister seemed to be studying for a master's degree at that time. She studied advertising, which is quite similar to journalism. At that time, she said that she was a graduate school, and that many two colleges were admitted. Her school was 985, and there was no discrimination against undergraduate schools. It seems that I thought about taking this 985 at that time, but as soon as my sister analyzed the application situation of her school in recent years, her tutor said that the postgraduate entrance examination was getting more and more. In this way, every day, I struggled until the school began to work on exemption. At that time, although I was at school during the summer vacation, I didn't learn anything, because my major and school were not sure, and I could only watch some English and politics, which was quite a headache. At that time, when I felt hopeless, I thought that it was actually quite good to study in our school if I didn't want to try the postgraduate education group (I didn't want to study in our school until I was killed, but after a short preparation time, you should understand this boredom), so I hit my face again and began to try the education group. However, maybe I really don't deserve it, and I failed in the interview (mainly because I didn't participate in any large-scale activities or get acquainted with the teachers in the college), which hit me again. I remember that at that time, I was really depressed every day, and I seldom felt relaxed. I forgot to talk about that summer vacation. After I gave up the journalism exam, I thought about taking the second major-pedagogy. There were many students who took the cross-examination in this major around me. I also specifically asked them for experience, bought a bunch of books and materials (which were valuable), and then read books and recited materials. Oh, yes, I also bought a video of Xueshuo 311' s postgraduate entrance examination to follow. When I began to recite, I didn't know if there was a chapter in the little pink book, Kaicheng 311 (a set of 149). I really cried while reciting it, because I really couldn't recite it, I couldn't remember it! Then, I overthrew my belief that I wouldn't take the exam for a master's degree, and then I thought about taking the exam for a master's degree. Then I bought a small green book, Kaicheng 333, and I recited it there (because I haven't decided on the school yet, but there are quite a few schools that took the 311 and 333 exams for professional courses, so I thought about memorizing it first and choosing the school slowly), and the result was terrible, especially in summer, when the weather is hot and irritable, every day. I remember crying to my high school classmate (who is also a college undergraduate) at that time. I was crying on the balcony of the outer courtyard (I didn't prepare for the teaching building, went to the outer courtyard secretly, and the back of the exam was very uncomfortable, leaving a shadow) and called her on WeChat. I was really out of breath when I cried. She said, don't move there, I'll find you. Later, after she came, I used up my own paper to wipe my nose, and I also used up what she brought. I still remember what she said to me at that time. She said, I was afraid that you would be upset when I heard you cry (I was on the balcony). I really felt that I was going to be angry and laughed. I never thought about suicide. (Haha, I can spare my life.) My mother was at that time. I just feel very wronged. I remember my mother called my mother to cry every time I couldn't recite the book. The most she said was, "You might as well not take the exam. You didn't learn well, and people are almost stupid." I think the biggest obstacle at that time was my mother, who always advised me not to take the exam, but when I was afraid to give up, she said, don't hold on to what you want, just try it without regret. During that time, I really felt that I was going to shed tears for four years in this university. I felt that I was really Lin Daiyu at that time, crying to my mother every day, crying to my classmates, and crying when I was in a bad mood. My mother and my classmates, I felt really tortured by me during that time, which was quite embarrassing. I still remember, when I listened to the last sharing meeting of the senior sister, I said that she was crying when she endorsed, and wanted to tear up the book. At that time, when I was sitting at the bottom, I thought I might not experience it, and I was beaten in the face again. In this way, I cried and cried, and ushered in the third major that I wanted to cross the exam-discipline ideological and political science. At that time, I told myself that I would not take the exam if I changed my major again. I read some experience stickers and bought the book on discipline ideological and political science of Huazhong Normal University from salted fish. (Be careful when crossing the exam, it is really a bad choice of major, and I have to spend money to pay IQ tax everywhere.) I also went to the online print shop to type a thick stack of materials (I haven't read it yet, and I don't know if it is true. However, the reality has given me another slap, and I can't prepare for it, because I still have to test some contents of pedagogy. I was really miserable at that time. I felt like a walking corpse every day. I couldn't read books when I went to the classroom. I didn't know what I was busy with every day. I also envied those who were step by step. Sometimes I went for a walk with my classmates when I couldn't learn. At that time, I thought about working in a city with her, then taking the second grade Japanese exam and studying in Japan. When I thought of this, I felt full of hope with her. In fact, at that time, as long as it was not a postgraduate entrance examination, I felt that I wanted to do everything. My state at that time, which I recall now, is really that I can't tell how to live. It is no exaggeration to say that during that "dark preparation day", I felt that even eating dinner and watching TV with my family was a luxury. At that time, I struggled with my major and school for too long, took many detours, and didn't know when it would end. Soon, maybe God heard my call. By coincidence, I went to Zhihu to find an experience post, and found a share of my senior sister who took the postgraduate entrance examination in Beijing Jiao Tong Ma Li. She was very similar to me at that time, and she was prepared very late, as if she had prepared it in October. At that time, after reading her experience post, I thought, I don't want to take this exam. I immediately went to Taobao to search the professional course materials of this school. This material is also quite expensive, 28 yuan, which hurts me, but there is no way out, so I have to give it a try. So, I got into the business. I chose to take the Marxist theory major of Beijing Jiaotong University and ushered in my last major-Marxist theory, which really entered the preparation period.

Third, it's dry goods.

1. About finding professional course materials

At that time, I bought the information of an institution on Taobao, which was quite thin (my roommates now suspect that I have a big heart in using this, so I'm biased, and God has blessed me), because I have a short preparation time, so it's like our scientific Basic Principles of Marxism and Mao Zhongte. It's all about memorizing the knowledge points of this book directly, that is, memorizing it directly for six or seven times. (The whole process) I can't remember clearly, because at that time, the materials in my hand were mostly this material and the little yellow book written by teacher Xu Tao.

2. I've been struggling for a long time about enrolling in classes

But I'm too poor to enroll in classes, and I've been struggling for a long time at that time, and I've asked many senior sisters to enroll in classes according to my own economic conditions and needs. I didn't report for work because I didn't have enough time.

3. About finding a senior who was admitted to the last session

To be honest, I didn't find this, and it's not easy to find a senior who was admitted to this school by our college. People who are not familiar with the Horse Academy have tried it in Weibo and Zhihu, but they didn't find it anyway. They didn't know about the last session, and they were blind (they really had a big heart), so they prepared themselves like this and had no plans.