我在23岁的时候进入编辑这一行,有很多瞬间让我觉得,与人共事是一件特别美好的事。记得有一次,加班赶杂志的出片,是湿漉漉的四月天,办公室里还撑着几把没收的伞,都是加班的同事的,那时我的心也湿漉漉的,只觉得那些熟悉的面孔在夜晚更温柔了些。忙完收工回家,外面停了雨,我们走在湿滑的马路上,风居然有些微温。我特别怀念这样的场景,因为这证明我们又一次狠狠地用力 When I was 23, I was in the editor's line. There were many moments that made me think that it was a particularly good thing to work with people. I remember once working overtime magazine, is a wet April day, the office also supported a few confiscated umbrella, are working overtime colleagues, when my heart is also wet, only those familiar The faces are softer at night. Busy finished work to go home, stopped outside the rain, we walk in the slippery road, the wind actually some tepid. I especially miss such a scene, because it proves that we are again hard and hard