我们的心情如清一色的板台、清一色的电脑一样,是清一色的喜悦并且简直难以抑制。办公条件终于“鸟枪换炮”了。淘汰一切能够淘汰的旧物,我们的行动竟然带着几份飘飘然。在往外搬最后一个旧办公桌的时候,我忽然停住了手,分明听到了一声奇异而亲切的声响。连忙翻开桌子上的废纸,里面露出一个漆黑的算盘。我怎么会把它忘在了即将淘汰的办公桌上呢?是自己大意吗?还是从心里已经忽视了它的存在? Our moods are the same as the empty pallets, the same computer, is all-natural joy and simply unquenchable. Office conditions finally “shotgun cannon”. Eliminate all the old things that can be eliminated, our actions even with a few floating in the air. Moving out to the last old desk, I suddenly stopped my hand and clearly heard a singular and cordial sound. Quickly opened the waste paper on the table, which revealed a dark abacus. How could I forget it on the soon-to-be-erad desk? Do you mean it yourself? Or have you neglected its existence from the heart?