0、1、2、……、7、8、9,这十个阿拉伯数字,在一些人眼里,它呆板、它枯燥、它单调,它没有生命;但在我看来,它是音符、是旋律、是奏章,它有生命,它能演绎人间的喜怒哀乐,它能唱响百姓的悲欢离合,更能展现时代的荣辱变迁。它变幻莫测,看似虚无缥缈,但它无穷的排列组合,通过微妙的加减乘除,却聚集着巨大的能量,蕴藏着无穷的奥秘。它和我的一生,和我的一家有着难以割舍的缘分,难以割舍的情结。 0, 1, 2, ..., 7, 8, 9, these ten Arabic numerals, to the eyes of some, it is dull, it is boring, it is monotonous, it has no life; but in my opinion it is a note, It is melody, is a memorial, it has a life, it can interpret the emotions of the world, it can sing the joys and sorrows of the common people, but also to show the changes of the times honor. It is unpredictable, seemingly nastiny, but its endless combination of subtle addition and subtraction multiplication and division, but gathered a huge energy, contains endless mysteries. It and my life, and my family have a hard-to-break fate, hard to break the complex.