那天整理书橱，不经意间翻开了一本大学期间的记事本。里面零星的写有几页日记，于是我不禁读了起来。读着读着，老师、同学、往事……，这些早在记忆中走远的朋友和故事又一一浮现脑海，清晰犹如当年，使我一时深深地沉浸其中，久久不忍放下它。其实，我当年也只是偶尔写写日 That sort of day bookcases, inadvertently opened a notepad during college. There were a few pages of journal diary, so I could not help but read it. Read reading, teachers, classmates, the past ... ... These early memories of friends and stories come to mind one after another, as clear as the year, so I am deeply immersed in it for a long time could not bear to put it down. In fact, I only occasionally write a date