在我们这个年龄,似乎一切都很美好,又好像一切都是那么不尽人意。但是,懂得了许多,感悟了许多,也不枉为一种收获。在我们这个年龄,我学会了奋斗。时间总是在淡如水的日子中悄然流逝,带走了青春的光彩与活力,却不留有一点儿痕迹。初三的生活被汗水淹没在浩瀚的书海中,每天做着同样的事也会有厌倦的时候。渐渐地,我梦想着想 At our age, it seems that everything is beautiful, and it seems that everything is less than satisfactory. However, knowing a lot, feeling a lot, it is worthwhile for a harvest. At our age, I learned to struggle. Time always quietly flowing in the days of light, taking away the glory of youth and vitality, but do not leave a trace. The third day of life was sweat drowning in the vast sea of ​​books, doing the same thing every day will be tired of time. Gradually, I dreamed