那一年落了满地的玉兰花瓣,祭奠我一去不复返的三年青春。每一次回到这里,我总是无法控制地去回忆那些回不去的曾经。如果有人来问我:“如果用你的十年寿命换你与当初那群人再上一节课……”“我愿意。”我愿意,用我所能承担的一切,把我在这里度过的三年青春,再来一次。这里是三中,是我的母校,是我的第二个家。毕业三年后,还来这里回忆曾经的人已寥寥无几。高中生活紧张又忙碌,我却总在忙碌的间隙想起在三中的点点滴滴。哪一年,哪个时候,谁和谁,在三中哪个角落肆无忌惮地快乐过,回忆起来,有点甜,也略带苦。 The petals of magnolia fell all over the land that year, and it was a tribute to my youth that was gone forever. Every time I come back here, I always have uncontrollable memories of those who couldn’t go back. If someone asks me: “If you use your life span for a decade, you and the group of people will take another lesson...” I would like to. "I would like to use everything I can take. I spent three years of youth here, again. Here is the third, my alma mater, my second home. Three years after graduation, there are few people who have come here to recall. The high school life is tense and busy, but I always think of the little things in the middle of the three busy intervals. Which year, when, who and who, in which corner of the three were unbridled and happy, it was a bit sweet and slightly bitter to remember.