有一天,我翻开年代久远的初中日记本,那熟悉又陌生的自己、那亲切又遥远的故事都一一映入眼帘。我曾经是那样的吗?一行行读着日记,那些过往仿佛就发生在昨天,如果没有这些可爱的文字,我又哪能忆起从前的点滴呢?日记本里还夹着一张简单得甚至有些粗糙的“明星简历”——这张“明星简历”上,有我天真得冒傻气的大头贴,精心剪贴的向日葵照片,以及亲手描绘的关于十五岁的梦。而日记中记录下的最好的朋友、最向往的城市、最想到达的远方到现在都未曾改变,有一些理想已经实现,有一 One day, I opened the journals of junior high school age, that familiar and unfamiliar myself, that kind and distant stories are greeted one by one. Did I ever do that? One line read the diary, those past seem to have happened yesterday, without these cute words, where can I recall the past? Diary still clutching a simple or even Some rough “star resume” - this “star resume”, there are my naive fool’s headdress, carefully cut photos of sunflowers, and hand-painted about fifteen-year-old dream. The best friends recorded in the diary, the most desirable city, the most want to reach far have not changed until now, some have achieved, there is a