那些年我们寄出的明信片

在那些年轻的岁月里，我们曾经寄出过无数的明信片。每一张都承载着一份深深的情感和记忆，它们如同岁月的见证者，记录着我们的成长和变迁。 那些年，我们用彩色的笔在明信片上写下自己的心情和祝福。有的明信片是送给远方的朋友，有的则是寄给亲人。无论是表达对朋友的思念，还是对家人的祝福，每一张明信片都饱含着我们的真挚情感。 记得那一张寄给北京的明信片，我在上面画了一座繁华的都市，并写下了对未来生活的向往和期待。那张明信片就像一只小鸟，带着我的梦想飞向了遥远的北方。每当我想起那张明信片，我就会想起那个曾经怀揣梦想的自己。 还有一张是寄给远在南方的朋友的。我们在明信片上互相分享着彼此的生活和故事，那些温馨的回忆仿佛就在昨天。每当我翻开那张明信片，那些熟悉的面孔和欢声笑语就会浮现在我的眼前。 随着时间的流逝，我们或许已经离开了那个寄出明信片的时代，但那些明信片却永远留在了我们的心中。它们见证了我们的成长和变迁，也记录了我们的友情和亲情。每一张明信片都是一份珍贵的回忆，它们让我们想起了那些年我们曾经拥有的纯真和梦想。 Those Years of Postcards We Sent

In those young years, we sent countless postcards. Each one carried a deep feeling and memory, like a witness of the years, recording our growth and changes.

In those years, we wrote our moods and blessings on the postcards with colored pens. Some were sent to friends in the distance, while others were sent to family members. Whether it was expressing our longing for friends or our blessings to family, every postcard was full of our sincere emotions. I remember the postcard I sent to Beijing. I drew a bustling city on it and wrote down my longing and expectations for the future life. That postcard was like a bird carrying my dreams flying to the far north. Whenever I think of that postcard, I think of the dreamer myself. There was another postcard sent to a friend in the far south. We shared our lives and stories on the postcards, and those warm memories seemed like they were just yesterday. Every time I open that postcard, those familiar faces and cheerful laughter come to my mind.

As time goes by, we may have left the era of sending postcards, but those postcards remain in our hearts forever. They witness our growth and changes, and also record our friendship and family love. Every postcard is a precious memory, reminding us of the innocence and dreams we once had in those years.