那一年,我上初一,走进了青春悸动的年纪。青春本应该充满活力,但那时的我却沉默寡言。我家境贫寒,当同学骑着新买的自行车去上学时,我只能每天走10里地上下学;当同学们穿起漂亮的新衣服时,我却穿着哥哥曾经穿过的衣服,那份莫名的失落总在心头打转。还好,我的学习成绩始终在全校是第一名,每次考试,看着百名榜上第一个名字,听到老师和同学的赞扬,我的心底总会激发出一种自豪。那时,我就悄悄地告诉自己,你没有一个五彩的世界,但你始终站在高峰。为此,我拼命地学习,希望保住我的优势,也保住我心中的那点自豪。 That year, I was on the first day, into the throbbing age of youth. Youth should have been full of energy, but then I was quiet. When my classmates were riding a newly bought bicycle to school, I could only go to and from school for 10 miles a day. When the students wore beautiful new clothes, I wore clothes my brother had ever worn. Inexplicable loss always in my heart spinning. Fortunately, my academic performance is always the first place in the whole school. Every exam, I look at the first name in the list of hundred. When I hear the compliments of teachers and classmates, my heart will always inspire my pride. At that time, I quietly told myself that you do not have a colorful world, but you always stand on the peak. To this end, I desperately learning, hoping to keep my strengths, but also to keep my heart proud of that.