…wish the campus looked as good in spring all year.
...WISH THE CAMPUS LOOKED AS GOOD IN SPRING ALL YEAR.
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There’s a collective sigh of relief and wonder that sweeps across our historic quads every spring. After the relentless, gray embrace of winter, when the weight of textbooks felt as heavy as the snow, suddenly, the campus bursts alive. Those ancient trees, once stark against the brutal sky, unfurl a vibrant canopy. The meticulously maintained pathways, once treacherous with ice, invite leisurely strolls. You remember that feeling, don't you? The sudden urge to ditch the library for a picnic on the lawn, even if only for an hour before diving back into endless readings.
Did you even truly go to [Ivy] if you didn't spend a late-night cram session gazing out at the first cherry blossoms, wishing that beauty could last forever, and wondering how on earth you'd survive another exam? Or if you didn't feel that rush of pure, unadulterated joy walking to class through a sea of blooming azaleas, momentarily forgetting the impending deadlines? It’s not just the architecture, the prestige, or the demanding academics that define our time there. It’s those fleeting moments of profound beauty, especially in spring, that etch themselves into our souls, making the long nights and intense pressure somehow worthwhile. We all carried that unspoken wish – that our beloved grounds would retain their spring glory all year, a constant balm to our ambitious, often stressed, spirits. That shared aesthetic appreciation, that collective longing for perpetual spring, is as much a part of our narrative as anything else.
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