时间过得真快,猛然发现,已经是2013年最后一期杂志了。本期卷首语拖了又拖,提起笔又放下,不知该写些什么。又是一年,转眼之间。感觉时间就像一列火车,自己被这列火车推着向前跑,没有任何反抗的余地。一幕幕过往片段在脑海中跳跃,每一件事都匆匆而过,似乎都不适合写入卷首语,也许这也是光阴虚度的另一种表现吧。翻看这期杂志的清样稿,同事们都按时地完成了自己的工作。每一张照片,每一段文字,都倾注了大家的心血与努力。记得10年前刚进杂志社的时候,每当拿到新印出来的杂志,淡淡的墨香,铅印的文字,成就 Time flies, suddenly found, is the last issue in 2013 of the magazine. This volume quotation dragged and towed, filed pen and put down, I do not know what to write. Another year, an instant. Feeling like a train of time, I was pushed by the train to run forward without any room for resistance. Scenes of the past fragments of jumping in my mind, everything hastily passing, it seems that are not suitable for writing the first language, and perhaps this is another manifestation of the time it. Look at the clean version of this issue of magazine, my colleagues completed their work on time. Each photo, every paragraph of text, have devoted everyone’s effort and effort. I remember when I first entered the magazine 10 years ago, whenever I got new printed magazines, a touch of ink, printed text, achievements