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时光有如白驹过隙,快得连我们的感叹都无法追赶它的步伐。时光又从来都像是慷慨的圣诞老人,在广袤的空间留下片片斑驳的五彩贝壳。还记得1993年8月27日我到南京政治学院报到时,刚迈进大门,立刻被那雄浑典雅的古建筑、参天蔽日的梧桐树、沁人心脾的桂花香深深吸引住了。这样的景象从前只能在电影和电视里看到,而此刻就在我的眼前铺展开来,心中的那份幸福与憧憬自不待言。时光穿越到21年后的今天,报到的情形恍如昨日。这21年,我在新闻系快
Time flies, too fast, even with our sigh can not catch up with its pace. Time has always been like a generous Santa Claus, leaving mottled multicolored shells in a vast space. I remember when I went to report to the Nanjing Institute of Politics on August 27, 1993, I just stepped into the door and was immediately attracted by the magnificent and elegant ancient building, the plane tree blossoming in the sky and the fragrant osmanthus fragrance. Such a scene used to be seen only in movies and on television, but now it is spreading in front of me. It goes without saying that the happiness and longing in my mind are the same. Twenty years after the passage of time today, the case reported as if yesterday. In these 21 years, I’m in the Department of Journalism