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时光荏苒,转眼间,我已经是高二的学生了。这是个尴尬的年级,不能像高一的新生那般,自我安慰刚从中考的血洗当中逃脱出来,拖着一身的疲乏,字字铿锵地对父母说“我只是有点偏科”这一类的话了;也不能像高三的学长学姐们,天天打鸡血似的泡在浩瀚无边的书海中,挑灯夜读、闻鸡起舞。这也是个尴尬的年纪,明明很明显地察觉到很多儿童时期不曾有过的情愫,却又被告知着“连想想都是罪恶”的矛盾。
Time flies, in an instant, I have been sophomore students. This is an awkward grade, can not be as freshman like that, self-comforting just escaped from the blood test in the exam, dragged a tired, the sonorous sonorous words to their parents, "I just a little partial subjects Class words; nor seniors as seniors, every day like to play chicken blood bubble in the boundless sea of books, pick the light of the night, smell chicken dance. It is also an awkward age. It is obvious that many of the feelings that have never been experienced in childhood have obviously been noticed. However, they have been told that the contradiction between thinking of all is evil.