历史不只是课本里的三皇五帝,也不只是电视里的金戈铁马,它是你能看见能听见的自己的故事。一张旧照片,一首老歌谣,一封发黄信,一个身边人……因为你一点一滴的记录,使它们成为了你书写的历史;因为你点点滴滴的记录,让我们感受到心和心的距离触手可及。星期日,我在家里漫不经心地整理书桌,突然从一本书里掉出一张照片,我弯腰拾起,又捡起了那段儿时的记忆。说起这张照片,那得追溯到我五岁那年。我到住在农村的奶奶家里去玩儿,奶奶对我 History is not just the Three Emperors and Five Emperors in the textbook, nor is it a mere ironclad on TV. It is your own story that you can see and hear. An old photograph, an old ballads, a yellow letter, a man around ... because you bit by bit records, making them a history of your writing; because you bit by bit records, let us feel The distance from heart to heart is within reach. On Sunday, I carefreely tidy my desk at home and suddenly dropped a picture from a book. I bent over to pick it up and picked up the memory of that childhood. Speaking of this photo, it goes back to my five year old. I went to the grandmother living in the country to play at home, my grandmother to me