档案的概念 ,以前在我的意识里 ,总如一只遥远而模糊的小船 ,没有浆 ,没有帆 ,永远泊在无名的港湾里只随远处吹来的风微颤。它似与时尚、新鲜甚至时代的脉搏绝缘 ,总遗憾地与枯黄、陈旧、残断甚至遗忘这些色彩单调 ,毫无灵动之感的字眼相连。但当我真正牵手兰台 ,踏入档案队伍? The concept of archives used to be a faraway and obscure boat in my mind. There was no pulp, no sails, and only the wind in the nameless harbor was only trembling with the wind blowing in the distance. It seems to be insulated from the pulse of fashion, freshness and even times, and it is always regrettable that it is connected with the monotonous and unsympathetic words of yellow, old, broken or even forgotten. But when I really hand in the blue platform, into the file team?