Talk about the mood of taking photos ten years ago.

The mood of taking photos of me ten years ago is as follows:

1. Before going to bed, I turned to the photos of ten years ago, just a classmate and teenager, in full bloom, with some feelings, and I don't know why I graduated for so many years.

2. I accidentally turned to the book. There was a photo in the book ten years ago, me ten years ago!

Ten years ago, you protected me. Ten years later, I became you. The most touching group of photos today, ten years of mourning, I wish you well.

Step 4 be reasonable. It is normal for women's universities to become eighteen. As far as I'm concerned, the photos taken ten years ago are very different from those taken now. Different makeup artist will also change.

I met you in autumn. Summer is coming. You should have waited for me here ten years ago. You are the moonlight brought by low tide, you are a bookmark swept away by time, and you are a bright page held up by a stream.

6. Ten years ago, I looked forward to my 20 years old, but now I dare not imagine my 30 years old!

7. I went to St. Petersburg and Budapest almost ten years ago, perhaps at my best. Time is gone forever, leaving only memories!

8. Looking at the yellowed old photos, those past events are still vivid. Ten years in Wenchuan, apart from the tragic scene of the earthquake-stricken area, we still remember the deep concern of the central leadership, the selfless dedication of the people's officers and men, the generosity of all walks of life in enterprises, and the determination and courage of Qi Xin, the people of the whole country, to work together to overcome the difficulties! Ten years later, we may still be small in front of nature, but we will never give in. In the past ten years, Wenchuan has become the memory of a nation, giving strength to the powerless, allowing pessimists to move forward, and also showing us the tenacity of life and witnessing the great strength generated by a nation in times of crisis!

9. Time is passing; Years, precipitation. Turning around is the story of time. Another late night. Wang Jing, the project manager of the main building of Beiyu Property Company, is busy with the work at hand, sitting at his desk and gently wiping a photo of himself when he joined the company ten years ago, staring at himself in the quiet sunshine and smiling.