细数20几年的岁月,档案出现的次数屈指可数,就如同一座被放置在角落不会发出声响的钟,年代久远且悄无声息,似乎是可有可无的。一直觉得档案与我并没有什么关系,直到妈妈翻出了我人生中的第一份档案——出生证明,才恍然意识到,从呱呱坠地的那一刻起,档案就已经伴随着我了。每个人都有属于自己的一块小空间吧,那装着小时候的成绩单、日记本,装着青葱岁月的笑靥如花,装着用辛勤汗水换来的微小进步。我们摆弄着这些记忆,脑海中便会浮现出当时的情 Counting 20 Years of years, the number of records appearing to be counted on one’s finger, as a bell that does not sound in the corner, is old and silent, as if it were dispensable. Always think the file has nothing to do with me, until my mother pulls out the first file in my life - a birth certificate, it suddenly realized that from the moment of birth, the file has been with me. Everyone has a small space of their own, with a transcript of his childhood, a diary, a smile filled with green years, with tiny sweat in exchange for small progress. We play with these memories, the mind will emerge out of the situation at the time