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有人说,少年像云,无拘无束,自由自在。我认为,少年像云,半是明媚,半是忧伤。不久之前的一个早晨到了学校,手上不小心蹭到了灰,便就近到一楼的洗手间洗手。一进去,齐刷刷的目光射过来,带着无限的惊恐。他们见我只是洗手才松了一口气,继续同手中的作业奋斗着——多么熟悉而又陌生的场景!当初我读初中的时候,那些刚读初中还未适应中学节奏的孩子中总会有一批人早上躲进厕所半抄半补着作业。记得当时出厕所时,我还眉眼盈盈,只觉得这场景特别好笑;现在想来,忧伤却溢出了心房——不知是为他们,还是为自己,抑或为那
Some people say that juveniles like clouds, free, free and easy. I think teenagers are like clouds, half are bright, half are sad. Shortly before one morning to the school, hands carelessly ash, they went to the toilet on the ground floor to wash their hands. As soon as you get in, the brushed eyesight shoots over with infinite fright. They saw that I was relieved to wash my hands and continue to struggle with my homework - familiar and unfamiliar scenes! When I was a junior high school junior high school, there was always a middle school who had not yet reached the middle school pace Batch people hide in the toilet in the morning half-copy half-fill homework. I remember when the toilet, I still facial-eyed, just think this scene is particularly funny; now think about it, sad but overflowed the atrium - I do not know for them, or for themselves, or for that