18个春秋、18个冬夏,让我们感到美梦如织,岁月如梭。的确,我们已跨过一道道青春的门槛。打开记忆宝库的大门,我们可以捧起一段段写满酸甜苦辣的回忆,而当我们沉淀所有的心情时,才发现有许多的记忆已被自己的心放大成永恒。记忆里写着真诚与挚爱,写着甜蜜与辛酸,写着执着与追求,写着欢笑与泪水。成长中的点点滴滴,全都珍藏在记忆的宝库中。我们都珍惜这些平凡而又令人骄傲的日子, 18 spring and autumn, 18 summer and winter, let us feel like a dream, we can feel like time. Indeed, we have crossed the threshold of youth. Open the door to memory treasures, we can hold up a section of memories filled with bittersweet memories, and when we precipitate all the feelings, only to find that many memories have been amplified by their own hearts forever. The memory is written with sincerity and love, with sweetness and bitterness, with persistence and pursuit, with laughter and tears. The little bits and pieces of growing up are all treasured in the treasury of memory. We all cherish these ordinary and proud days.