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西山落日的余辉逐渐黯淡下去,远处逐渐亮起灯火,这点点灯火似一根根针尖,一点点地刺向我的瞳孔,眼睛被刺得酸痛。无聊地踢踏着路边的石子,周围一片莺歌燕语,鸟儿在枝头跳跃,花儿散发着芬芳,这一切都告诉我:春天到了。春风融融,吹化了坚冰,吹绿了小草,吹红了花朵。已经是五月了,中考越发地朝我逼近,携着令人窒息的空气,让我躲闪不及,唯有淡然处之,像等候审判的犯人在等待黑暗六月的到来。如果失败了意味着什么?一切的努力皆会付之东流。家长痛心疾首的目光、街坊四邻嘲讽的面孔、朋友故作同情的安慰……到那
The afterglow of the Western Hills sunset gradually dimmed, the distance gradually lit up the lights, which lit a light like a root tip, a little stab my pupil, his eyes were stabbed sore. Bored to tap the curbside stones, surrounded by a song of Yinggeyan, birds jumping in the branches, the flowers exudes fragrance, all told me: spring is up. Spring breeze melted, blown ice, blowing green grass, blowing red flowers. It was already May, and the exams approached me more and more. With the suffocating air, I dared not to dodge. Only indifferently, prisoners waiting for trial were waiting for the arrival of darkness in June. What does it mean if it fails? All efforts will be lost. Passionate eyes of parents, neighborhood nerd ridiculed faces, friends, sympathy for the comfort ... ... to that