记忆,每个人以往的见证;回忆,每个人幸福的重温。我是一个恋旧的人,每当独自一人静静的时候,总喜欢打开记忆的匣子,寻找幸福的那一章。相识步入初中的第一天,带着惶恐的心站在校园里,身边的景物是那么的陌生,身边的人也是那么的陌生。此时,我多么希望自己是只蚂蚁,沿墙脚尽情地奔跑,而不用在意身边令我惶恐的一切。在老师的指引下,我怀着忐忑不安的心情,轻缓地推动着饱含热情的红色宿舍门。当我把身体探进门内时,先住下的问:“你是这个宿舍的吗?”我微微地点了点头,大家一时都涌到了门口,拉着我的手将 Memory, Everyone's Past Testimonials; Memories, Review of Everyone's Happiness. I am a nostalgic person, whenever the quiet alone, always like to open the memory of the box, looking for the chapter of happiness. The first day of acquaintance into junior high school, with fear of standing on the campus, the scenery around is so strange, the people around it is so strange. At this point, how I wish I was ants, run along the wall to run, but do not care about everything that frightened me. Under the guidance of the teacher, I am anxious and restless mood, gently pushing the passionate red dormitory door. When I explored the body, first asked: “Are you in this dorm?” I nodded slightly, and all of a sudden all flushed to the door and took my hand