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六年前,色彩缤纷的校园生活做为一页美丽的记忆定格在那张鲜红的毕业证书上,我成为一名税务工作者。 十字头的最后一年到二十岁的最初四年,这是一段人生最灿烂、最绚丽的日子,她沉甸甸地记录着我少年的真纯和狂热,成年的多思和理智,记录着欢乐与泪水,记录着得失与荣辱,她是那样值得我隽永地回忆。 第一次走进那个偏僻的农村税务所,是一个下着大雨的黄昏,当空旷而破旧的院子只剩下我一个人的时候,环视四周,土屋、老树,一切都好象沉浸在上个世纪的静默中,将我的热情和梦想一一湮灭。在老同志耐心而诚挚地帮助下,我很快适应了工作。没有倾注任何热情,我每天准确而刻板地干完并不繁重的工作,就躲进了自己的小屋。同学们的来信常常不期而至,我一面阅读着大都市美丽的霓虹,一面饱蘸着泪水写下委屈和失意,一段段无言的日子飞速而驰。
Six years ago, colorful campus life as a beautiful memory on the bright red diploma, I became a tax worker. During the last year of the cross and the first four years of his twenties, this was the most brilliant and glorious day in life. She recorded the innocence and fanaticism of my youth, the contemplation and reason of adulthood, and recorded the joys and sorrows And tears, the record of gains and losses and honor, she is so worth me memorable memories. The first time I walked into the remote rural tax office, it was a dusk with heavy rain. When there was only one person left in the open and dilapidated yard, I looked around, and Tsuchiya and the old tree were all immersed in the last In the silence of the century, my passion and dreams are annihilated. With the patience and sincerity of my old comrades, I quickly adapted to my job. Did not devote any enthusiasm, every day I accurately and rigidly done not heavy work, hid in their own hut. The letters from the students often came unexpectedly. As I read the beautiful neon lights of the metropolis, I was full of tears and wronged and frustrated.