写给芝加哥大学的申请信--该仁兄已经被录取，这封信被广为传颂

ckindreamer

"Dear University of Chicago,
   
It fills me up with that gooey sap you feel  late at night when I think about things that are really special to me about you.  Sometimes I just hunger for more, but I keep that a secret. The mail you send is  such a tease; I like to imagine additional words on the page. Words like "you're  accepted" or "you're awesome!" or "don't worry, she still loves you!" but I know  they're all lies. You never called after that one time, I visited you thrice,  but you never come around anymore. Tell me, was I just one in a line of many?  Was I just another supple "applicant" to you, looking for a place to live,  looking for someone to teach me the ways of the world? The closeness between us  was beautiful, it couldn't have been just me that felt it, I know you felt it  too. The intimacy was akin to that of scholar and original text, your depth as a  person is astounding! To be honest, I must confess I had already dreamt of a  rosy future together, one filled with late nights and long discussions over the  Gothic era and the ethical stage of Kierkegaard, we would watch the sunset  together and spend every Christmas snuggled in blankets. Eventually we would get  older, I would become a well-educated corporate lawyer and you would enrich  yourself within the domain of human knowledge. Your cup overfloweth with  academic genius, pour a little on me. You're legendary for it, they all told me  it would never work out between us, but I had hope. I had so much hope; I  replied to your adorable letters and put up with your puns. I knew going into it  that you would be an expensive one to keep around, I accounted for all that; I  understand someone of your caliber and taste.
   
And now you inquire as to  my wishes? They're simple, accept me for who I am! Why can't you just love and  not ask why? Not ask about my assets or my past? I'm living in the now, I'm  waiting for you to catch up, but you're too caught up in my past, I offer us a  future together, not a past to dwell upon. Whenever I'm around you, I just get  that tingle deep inside me that tells me you're the one; you have that air of  brilliance and ingenuity that I crave in a person, you're so mature and  sophisticated, originality is really your strongest and most admirable trait. I  wish we could be together, I still think in my heart of hearts we were meant to  be, but you have to meet me halfway, dear. I'm on one knee here with tears  welling up in my eyes, the fireworks are timed and ready to light up the night  sky for you, just say 'I accept...you.'
   
Always,
   
Rohan"  
   
P.S. Rohan was admitted to UChicago last week and will be joining us in  the fall. I can't wait to meet him.
   
P.P.S. This was in response to the  question: How does the University of Chicago, as you know it now, satisfy your  desire for a particular kind of learning, community and future? DO NOT see this  as a blueprint, but one of many types of essays we get. Be yourself!

ckindreamer

自己先顶。  后辈可以借鉴一下这独树一帜的写作风格。

katezou

好强……楼主可否给个链接叻？

living8809

如果此人成绩巨烂 LSAT巨低 一样没戏

比雨还温柔

顶一顶~~~让更多人看到~

密码老忘

汗。。写的太jian了。。

ckindreamer

贴出来目的就是给大家打开思路，不要essay都千篇一律的。

xingjie

亲爱的芝加哥大学：
每在深夜里忆起关于你的种种，我便无法阻止自己深陷沉沦。我在内心深处藏着一个秘密，那就是对你的渴望！你送来的信简直是一种对我的嘲讽。我是多么希望那薄薄的信纸上能再有些其他的言语，“来，与我一起！”“你好棒！”或者“别怕，她还是爱你的！”。但我明白，这都是不可能的。从那以后，你再没有联系过我。我找了三次，你却再也不肯出现。请你告诉我，我是否只是你众多备选项中普普通通的一个？我是否被你当成了一个只想蹭吃蹭喝，混得一点处事经验的随便的人？曾经，我们也有着美好的时光，那绝非虚妄的想象，我分明可以感受到那一分默契。这种亲切的感觉，就像一位学者摩挲着手中的文献，你为人的深度，总是令我感到深深的震撼。我必须诚实地告诉你，我早已为我们的未来做出了设计：在那些玫瑰色的日子里，我们将彻夜畅谈祁克果的哲学；我们会相拥着欣赏夕阳的余晖；我们会依偎在毯子里度过一个又一个圣诞。最后，我们会慢慢老去，那时，我会是一个有教养的律师事务所合伙人。而你，则会成为一切人类知识的女王！你的光辉将照亮莘莘学子，其中，也请分我一杯。别人都说我们是不可能的，但我不相信，我心中有着深深的期待！我答复你可爱的信件，忍受那些难懂的双关语。我明白，留住你是如此困难，我为此付出的，太多太多。我也知道那些会符合你要求的人该是什么样儿。
现在，你想知道我的想法。其实很简单，接受我，只因为我。为什么你不能无原因的热爱？为什么你不能不紧盯着我的过去和所有？我活在当下，等待着你。但你却只关心我的过去，纵然我为我们许下一个美好的未来，你却只想抓住那只供回忆的过往。每一个与你在一起的时刻，我的心都会在悸动中听到一个声音：“你是唯一！”。你拥有我在人身上发现的一切才华与聪慧，你是如此的成熟与睿智，独创性是你最突出也最令人尊重的品质！我希望我们能在一起，我始终从内心深处相信这是我们命中注定，我们将在途中相遇。我已单膝下跪，满含热泪，焰火即将为你点亮夜空。请回答我：“来，与我在一起！”

Avengeryzc

这样写过去。。。想不被录都难把~

heywendy

好有才~~mark