人的一生中总会有一些无法忘怀的记忆。新疆便是我记忆中无法忘怀的地方,这不仅仅是因为新疆的富饶美丽,更是因为那里有一群扎根西部的我院学生,一个令人尊敬和感动的群体。2000年夏,我受学院党委的委派,护送我院15名同学奔赴新疆且末,那里是他们走出大学校门的第一站,是他们人生梦想开始的地方。说实话,当时我只是把这次西部之行当做了一次任务和一次旅行,没有想到这其中还饱含了无上的感动和荣光。那时火车的速度足以让高铁时代的我们崩溃,漫漫征程考验的不仅仅是体力,更多的是对自己选择的坚持。硬座车厢,拥挤简陋,热了,抬起车窗透透气,渴了,喊乘务员要水喝。车厢中充斥着各种声音和味道。尽管如此,同学们安顿好自己的行李后,三五坐好,有说有笑,欣赏着车窗外的景色,猜测着新疆的工作环 There are always unforgettable memories in your life. Xinjiang is an unforgettable place in my memory not only because of the richness and beauty of Xinjiang, but also because of the presence of a group of students in our college who have taken root in the west, a respectable and moving group. In the summer of 2000, I was entrusted by the party committee of the college to escort 15 students from our college to Xinjiang and end at the first stop of their graduation from university. It was the place where their dream of life began. To be honest, at that time I just took this trip to the West as a mission and a trip, did not think this one also full of supreme moving and glory. At that time, the speed of the train was enough for us to collapse in the era of high-speed railway. The test of long journey was not only physical but also more insistent on our choice. Hard seat compartment, crowded and crude, hot, lift the window breathable, thirsty, shouting flight attendants to drink water. Car filled with a variety of sounds and flavors. Nevertheless, students settled their luggage, sitting three to five, talking and laughing, enjoy the scenery outside the window, speculating that the work of the ring in Xinjiang