哈佛录取率逐年降低，2022年最新录取哈佛优秀文书展示

近日，很多大学都陆续公布了2022年的新生录取数据，哈佛大学也不例外。与往年数据一对比，简直不敢相信自己的眼睛。一起来看看吧~

申请人数再度攀升，录取率逐年降低

哈佛大学2026届申请数据
申请批次	申请数量	录取学生	录取率
常规申请	51814	1214	2.3%
早申	9406	740	7.9%
合计	61220	1954	3.2%

哈佛大学近三年整体录取率
年份	申请数量	录取学生	录取率
2026	61220	1954	3.19%
2025	57435	1968	3.43%
2024	40248	1980	4.92%

2022年一共有61,220人申请了哈佛大学，2021年申请人数为57435人，和去年相比增长了7%。其中，早申人数9406人，录取740人，录取率为7.9%；常规申请51814人，录取1214人，录取率2.3%；waitlist转正人数暂未公布。

虽然录取人数一涨再涨，但是录取率却降低了。

2022年最终的录取人数为1954人，录取率为3.19%，相比于去年的录取率为3.43%，也就是说今年的3.19%是哈佛史上最低的录取率。

近几年哈佛大学录取人数基本维持在1900人左右，今年录取率降低主要是因为申请人激增导致的。

近三年哈佛大学整体录取率，都低于5%，算是前十美国大学中，录取率最低的学校之一了。其实录取率暴跌几乎都是疫情后发生的，原本哈佛大学的录取率都有回升趋势了，疫情发生后就直接全军覆没。

下图是近20年，哈佛大学申请人数和录取率走势：

在这样的大环境下，顶尖学霸们标化、课外活动履历其实都已经相差无几了，优秀的文书可能会帮助他们取得意想不到的成绩。

2022录取哈佛优秀文书

哈佛也在近期公布了最新录取哈佛的十篇优秀文书，申请2023年秋季入学的同学可以看一下。认真体会下优秀文书的语言风格，写作逻辑，以及如何讲好自己的故事。

通过这些文书的阅读，大家可以看下招生官喜欢什么样的学生，如何通过自己的经历，把这些特质展示给招生官，优秀的文书需要很长时间的打磨和修改，因此，今年的申请者，可以提前着手文书的创作，还是那句话，申请名校，语言成绩只是敲门砖，真正赢得招生官青睐的还是要看文书是否打动他，活动是否有足够的含金量。

好文书的四个标准是：Correctness（准确），Content（有料），Clarity (清晰)，Creativity（新颖）。

准确：用词准确，时态、拼写和标点没有错误。这一标准用来评判学生是否具备基本英文写作能力。

有料：检查文章是否围绕学生自身来写，是否真实，是否展现学生个性、才能以及思想深度，能否引起反思。

清晰：文章简洁，观点清晰明确；运用恰当的措辞、词汇、语法以及多样精致的句式结构，这是即将步入大学的高中生应该必备的。

新颖：能否吸引读者的注意力？主题表达是否新颖？

一起来体会下：

范文1：Eda's Essay：十三年无家可归

诚实的、令人心碎、强大的，这是阅读Eda的文章后首先想到的三个词。Eda通过文书不仅仅是告诉招生官关于她的旅程，更强调了她的旅程是多么不典型。招生官被她能够克服任何苦难的决心所吸引，这样的品质将会让Eda成为一名强大申请者。

文书内容展示

I sat on my parents’ bed weeping with my head resting on my knees. “Why did you have to do that to me? Why did you have to show me the house and then take it away from me?” Hopelessly, I found myself praying to God realizing it was my last resort.

For years, my family and I found ourselves moving from country to country in hopes of a better future. Factors, such as war and lack of academic opportunities, led my parents to pack their bags and embark on a new journey for our family around the world. Our arduous journey first began in Kuçovë, Albania, then Athens, Greece, and then eventually, Boston, Massachusetts. Throughout those years, although my family always had a roof over our heads, I never had a place I could call “home.”

That night that I prayed to God, my mind raced back to the night I was clicking the delete button on my e-mails, but suddenly stopped when I came upon a listing of the house. It was September 22, 2007 —eight years exactly to the day that my family and I had moved to the United States. Instantly, I knew that it was fate that was bringing this house to me. I remembered visiting that yellow house the next day with my parents and falling in love with it. However, I also remembered the heartbreaking phone call I received later on that week saying that the owners had chosen another family’s offer.

A week after I had prayed to God, I had given up any hopes of my family buying the house. One day after school, I unlocked the door to our one-bedroom apartment and walked over to the telephone only to see it flashing a red light. I clicked PLAY and unexpectedly heard the voice of our real estate agent. “Eda!” she said joyfully. “The deal fell through with the other family—the house is yours! Call me back immediately to get started on the papers.” For a moment, I stood agape and kept replaying the words in my head. Was this really happening to me? Was my dream of owning a home finally coming true?

Over the month of November, I spent my days going to school and immediately rushing home to make phone calls. Although my parents were not fluent enough in English to communicate with the bank and real estate agent, I knew that I was not going to allow this obstacle to hinder my dream of helping to purchase a home for my family. Thus, unlike a typical thirteen-year-old girl’s conversations, my phone calls did not involve the mention of makeup, shoes, or boys. Instead, my conversations were composed of terms, such as “fixed-rate mortgages,” “preapprovals,” and “down payments.” Nevertheless, I was determined to help purchase this home after thirteen years of feeling embarrassed from living in a one-bedroom apartment. No longer was I going to experience feelings of humiliation from not being able to host sleepovers with my friends or from not being able to gossip with girls in school about who had the prettiest room color.

I had been homeless for the first thirteen years of my life. Although I will never be able to fully repay my parents for all of their sacrifices, the least I could do was to help find them a home that they could call their own—and that year, I did. To me, a home means more than the general conception of “four walls and a roof.” A home is a place filled with memories and laughter from my family. No matter where my future may lead me, I know that if at times I feel alone, I will always have a yellow home with my family inside waiting for me.

文书点评

诚实、动人、有力，这是阅读 Eda 的文章后首先想到的三个词。

通过诚实的表达方式，Eda展示了她随着时间的推移而真正的成长和成熟。我们喜欢 Eda 的文章的地方在于它把个人脆弱性表达得令人耳目一新。例如，她以她在父母床上哭泣的场景开始整篇文章，并将自己的不幸归咎于他们。

在整篇文章中，她的个人声音也很强烈。当她谈到爱上“那栋黄色的房子”时，我们脑海中会自动浮现出这栋房子的形象。当她谈到得知“黄色房子”被卖给另一个家庭时所经历的心碎时，我们也感到心痛。她有意描写“播放”她收到的语音邮件，以及她随后的内心想法，进一步促使我们与她一起重温她的心路历程。

然而，作者不仅仅是告诉我们她的历程。她强调了她的历程是多么不一样。她没有享受关于化妆品或鞋子的电话交谈，而是与代理商谈论固定利率抵押贷款和首付……所有这些都是在 13 岁时她要做的。尽管她没有明确说明这一点，但很明显，她必须尽快成长，成为一个更强大的人。

作者对“家”这个词的理解从普通的屋顶演变为更抽象的屋顶。家就是她的“回忆和欢笑”所在的地方。最后，她接受了父母做出的牺牲，并学会为自己的成长感到自豪。

由于篇幅原因，剩下几篇文书和点评内容就不展示了。

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