时间的漂流像一首无声的歌,在抬头与低头之间,六月高考就这样悄然到来。它,默认了我们此前的汗水与泪水、欢呼与忧愁,青春的感慨像流星瞬间划过我们的心灵,冲向岁月深处,归于无边的宁静。因为这些付出,相对于我们漫长而厚重的人生,是那样的不足挂齿。在时间之上流淌着我们的学习与生活,多年的寒窗将很快成为我们人生的战绩。青春的我们血液总是满 Time drifting like a silent song, between the rise and bow, so quietly come June entrance. It defaults to our previous sweat and tears, cheers and sorrows, youthful feeling like meteor instantly across our hearts, into the depths of years, at boundless peace. Because these pay, compared to our long and heavy life, is so insignificant. Flowing over time in our study and life, many years of cold window will soon become the record of our lives. Our blood is always full of blood