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1981年仲夏,我从学校毕业,手拿一个被称之为“档案”的纸袋,兴冲冲地去组织部门报到。还未进门就听到一阵撕心裂肺的哭声,我不由自主地加快了脚步走进屋里,只见五、六个人围着一位满头银发的老妇人,老妇人正嚎啕大哭,那哭声震颤人的心灵。见我进来有人问找谁,我递上毕业生分配介绍信和纸袋说报到上班。那人接过介绍信和纸袋安排我坐下,随后与另外一位同事走到里面商议。老妇人还在哭泣,我好奇地
In midsummer 1981, I graduated from school and took a paper bag called “file” in my hand and went to organize the department to register with excitement. I heard a piercing crook before entering the door, and I involuntarily stepped up and walked into the room. I saw five or six people around a silver-haired old lady, who was wailing Cry, crying soul trembling. When I came in, someone asked to find who I handed the graduation letter of appointment and paper bag to report to work. The man took the introductory letter and the paper bag and arranged for me to sit down and then walked inside with another colleague. Old woman is still crying, I am curious