树叶发芽,树叶绿了,树叶红了,树叶落了,就这样,一年又过去了!在北方即将迎来又一个冬天的时候,记者节到了。一年新的积累,一年新的收获,一年新的努力,一年新的感悟。每一次的记者节,都一样的开心快乐,每一年的记者节,都不一样的心里感慨。人生就是这样一点一点的积淀,一点一点琢磨。我们的每一次采访,每一份经历,都带来了成长、思考,带来了人生的酸甜苦涩。有人说,记者是幸福的职业,能够结交很多的朋友,收获很多的认可;有人说,记者是很痛苦的职业,总是不停地 The leaves are sprouting, the leaves are green, the leaves are red, the leaves are falling, and that is the end of the year! Another winter is coming in the north, the reporter arrives. A year of new accumulation, a new harvest year, a year of new efforts, a year of new insights. Every time a reporter’s festival is equally happy and happy. Every year’s reporter’s festival is not the same feeling. Life is such a little accumulation, a little bit pondering. Each of our interviews, every experience, have brought growth, thinking, has brought the sweet and sour life. Some people say that journalists are happy professions, able to make many friends and gain a lot of recognition. Some people say that journalists are very painful occupations and are always on the move