日历翻到了2009年。别了,2008年。身处在圣彼得堡的深冬,看着窗外漫天飞舞的白雪,感叹着时间的飞逝,我手中拿着自己心爱的DV,打开视屏,回忆也随即打开。在这些记忆的碎片中,最丰富的当然是属于那段在北京做奥运志愿者的经历。打开第一段影像,它记录了我第一次拿到志愿者衣服时候的喜悦,那是一种主人般情感的寄托,那一刻感觉自己承载了太多的使命。激动、荣耀、兴奋,随着新服装的换上,变成了一段历史旅程的动力。 Calendar turned to 2009. Farewell, 2008. Living in the depths of St.Petersburg, looking out of the snow sky snow, sighing of time flies, I hold my beloved DV in my hand, open the screen, memories are also open. Among the fragments of these memories, the richest one certainly belongs to the experience of being an Olympic volunteer in Beijing. Open the first paragraph of the video, which records the joy of the first time I got volunteer clothes, it is a host of emotional sustenance, at the moment feel that they carry too much mission. Excitement, glory, excitement, with the change of new clothes, has become a driving force of historical journey.