晚山的暮钟,如一啾轻盈的雀灵,划过深冬的水面,消失了最后一声,自山后袅袅归去.2008年就要过去了.朱自清在《匆匆》中写道,过去的日子如轻烟,被微风吹散了,如薄雾,被初阳蒸融了.当我们过滤掉那些岁月里面的琐碎和平庸,还是会有些许沉淀,它们记录了我们的最初的彷徨、思考,也见证了我们最终的选择和承担.现在让我们收拾忙碌的心情,整理一年的收获. The late Zhong Shan’s gong bell, like a light, fragrant spirit, crossed the deep winter water surface and disappeared with the last sound. After the mountain was gone, it was over. 2008 will be over. Zhu Ziqing wrote in “Hurry,” the past The days are light and smoke is blown away by the breeze. Like the mist, it is thawed by the early sun. When we filter out the trivial peace and mediocrity in those years, there will still be some precipitation. They record our initial ambiguity and reflection. , also witnessed our ultimate choice and commitment. Now let us clean up the busy mood, finishing the harvest of the year.