抬望眼,回首旧事月明中。——题记初三的最后一个学期在所有人的不情愿中准时到来了。老师匆匆结束了新课就开始总复习,要求我们找出旧课本。在存放课本的纸箱里翻腾着的时候,几张被搡在一角的稿纸引起了我的好奇。我是几乎不用稿纸的,但眼前的这几张显然是 Lift your eyes, look back on the old things in the moon. - The last semester of the inscription for the third day arrives on time, reluctant of all. The teacher hurried to the end of the new lesson began a total review, asking us to find out the old textbook. Few curiosities touched me as I crept in the cardboard boxes storing my textbooks. I almost do not use the manuscript, but in front of these apparently is