"Humanities - A place to nurture the soul"

The Faculty of Social Sciences and Humanities welcomed me on an early autumn morning, when the summer showers still lingered. That's why the image of the Faculty of Social Sciences and Humanities that I love most, the one that stirs my heart the most, is that of it on rainy days. As people often say: first impressions are always the most profound and unforgettable. On my first day of school, it rained heavily, but that didn't hide the beauty of this lovely school. The raindrops pattered softly, the trees swayed as if welcoming the new members of the University of Social Sciences and Humanities.

I've been studying at this university for two years – two years isn't a very long time, but it's not too short either, allowing me to appreciate the beauty of this place, from the scenery to the people under the roof of this university. I used to think that university would be boring, that there wouldn't be close friends like in high school, that there wouldn't be professors I could confide in like close friends, that there wouldn't be the janitor reminding us when we forgot something, or simply that there wouldn't be the sandwich vendor outside the school gate who always gave us students extra meat... But it seems that the University of Social Sciences and Humanities has proven me wrong. University friends? Where else could I find such lovely, enthusiastic people? I have to say we got along incredibly well; there wasn't a single thing we couldn't talk about, from stories to mischievous jokes... We became closer during lunch breaks at school, sitting on benches in the AB courtyard under the cool shade of the flamboyant trees casting shadows on the characteristic yellow walls of the Faculty of Humanities, or during lunchtime breaks in the small classrooms in building C, our eyes half-closed listening to the stories of friends we'd never met before... And we felt truly closer and more affectionate towards each other than ever before during class, when we'd ask each other to mark us present and during the final exams!

Words cannot fully describe the teachers at the Faculty of Humanities, especially those in the Literature Department. As a second-year student, I haven't had the chance to study with many of them, but those I have learned from are all highly respected individuals. Each teacher has a different teaching and learning style; some are easygoing, while others are incredibly strict. But one thing I know for sure is that all the teachers deeply care for their students and want to impart their valuable knowledge to us. At the Faculty of Humanities, there are many older teachers, but it is precisely these teachers that I cherish and respect the most. Although they are no longer young or as healthy as before, they still come to class every day, sharing stories and conversations with us students, making us exclaim, "They are so incredibly lovable!"

It wasn't just my friends and teachers who gave me a different perspective on university; even the other people here made me love my school even more. There's Ms. Mai and Ms. Ut at the school cafeteria. Although Ms. Mai no longer works there, her friendly smiles and the delicious food they cooked for us whenever we went to the cafeteria in our first year will stay with me forever. Another person who is incredibly special and interesting, someone that almost every student at the University of Humanities knows – the bread vendor at the back gate. His bread is absolutely delicious! I'm sure that the students at the University of Humanities cherish him not only for his delicious bread but also for his humorous, generous personality and witty way of speaking.

To mention the Hanoi University of Social Sciences and Humanities without mentioning its scenery and campus would be a serious oversight. It was this beauty that captivated me from my very first days of enrollment. Who among those who have been students of the university, who have walked through the gates at 336 Nguyen Trai, could ever forget the sights here? The lush green trees in summer provide shade, turning the pathways red in autumn, and becoming bare and leafless in winter, only to sprout fresh new shoots in spring. There are the crape myrtle and flamboyant trees vying to show off their purple and red blossoms when the cicadas begin their chirping, and the fragrant milkwood trees filling the air in autumn. I also love the neatly arranged stone benches beside the flowerbeds, always ready to welcome us students to hang out, enjoy snacks, and share stories with them. Anyone who wanders around the campus must have giggled more than once upon seeing the pair of white chickens running around the crape myrtle tree in building C, and each time they would ask: Who raises these chickens? Or the pigeons that seem to appear out of nowhere, scavenging for food on the campus grounds, only to startle and fly away whenever someone passes by. Seeing these birds, we students would say to each other the familiar saying: "A good place attracts birds." That alone shows how much we love our university. I've said that I like watching the Faculty of Humanities on rainy days, but that doesn't mean I hate it on sunny days. Sunlight filters through the leaves, casting shadows on the campus, the branches swaying as if dancing on the brick pavement. Surely the sun must love the Faculty of Humanities very much! On those sunny days, the courtyard of building E looks like it's been painted half white and half black – the white half being the sunlight, and the black half being the shadow of building H cast on the campus. The Faculty of Humanities is beautiful, so beautiful, no matter the weather.

There are so many more things I want to say and write about the university. Because here I have lived, am living, and will live the beautiful days of my youth. My youth is preserved here. I've reached the halfway point of my student life. There are only two more years of university life left, sitting in lecture halls. Will I be able to discover all the beauty of my beloved University of Humanities in those two years? The University of Humanities not only gave me academic knowledge and equipped me with the skills to face life's challenges, but also nurtured in me a soul that knows how to love life. Therefore, not only I, but all students of the University of Humanities cherish their time studying here, so that when we graduate, thinking about the University of Humanities will be a beautiful memory we always want to relive and say: Thank you so much, University of Humanities!