我很不情愿地打开这个回忆。这是已经泛黄了的,年代久远了的一页。当人们兴高采烈地礼赞这页历史的时候,我只能沉默不语。当人们都在诉说,我又似乎不得不说的时候,我感到痛苦和难堪。我想到,当年我们大家怀着一颗纯洁而又幼稚的心,充满着理想和希望的心,几乎像朝圣一样的虔诚的心,来到这个向往已久的名校北大,求取学业、知识和人格的培养。但是,这一切,后来似乎都被扭曲了、以至碾成了碎片。事情好 I reluctantly opened the memory. This is a yellowed, old page. When people happily praise the history of this page, I can only say no words. When people are telling me that I seem to have to say, I feel pain and embarrassment. I came to realize that all of us, with a pure and childish heart, filled with hearts of hope and hope, almost like a pilgrimage pious heart, came to this beloved Peking University for study, knowledge and Personality training. However, all this later seemed to have been distorted and even crushed into pieces. Things are good