档案是一座山,从古至今积淀着历史痕迹;档案是一条河,由远及近流淌着往日记忆;档案是一部尘封的书,一页一页记载着世事沧桑。档案管理是我的工作,我能有幸和档案结缘,也是受父亲的影响。父亲是一个长期从事教育工作的老教师,我小时候经常看到他把上课的备课笔记、出的考题、自编的教材讲义,甚至是手画的解剖图稿分门别类放在不同的档案夹子里,并标上编号,在封面写上题名;还有家里买的家用电器说明书、发票,孩子上学的 Archives is a mountain that has accumulated traces of history since ancient times. The archives are a river flowing from far and near to past memories. Archives is a dusty book that records the vicissitudes of life on a page by page basis. File management is my job, I am fortunate enough to get along with the file, but also affected by his father. My father was an old teacher who had been engaged in education for a long time. When I was a kid, I often saw him classifying notes in class, exams, handouts, hand-painted anatomical drawings into different file folders, And marked with the number, write the title on the cover; there are home appliances to buy manuals, invoices, children to school