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白驹过隙,日子总是像从指尖渡过的细沙,在不经意间悄然滑落。那些往日的忧愁和误伤,在似水流年的荡涤下随波轻轻地逝去,而高中生活留下的欢乐和笑靥就在记忆深处历久弥新,化作一泓清水,酿成一段似水年华。在行走中,我也感受到高中的学习气息是多么的浓。高大宽敞的大楼一排排耸立着,结实而干净的墙壁上挂着一幅幅伟人的肖像与名言。那些伟人肖像的眼神注视着我,好像在以期待和鼓励的目光告诉我,让我要好好学习,将来成为国之栋梁。走进干
White foal, the days are always like the sand from the fingertips, quietly slipped inadvertently. Those past sorrows and mistakes, with the fleeting sweep of the waves gently, and the joy and laughter left in high school life in the memory of timeless, into a clear water, resulting in a watery years. In walking, I also feel how strong learning atmosphere in high school. Tall and spacious buildings are lined up in rows, solid and clean walls hung a portrait of great man and famous. The eyes of those great portraits look at me as if to tell me with the look and encouragement that I should learn well and become the pillar of the country in the future. Into dry