早在还未步入高中之时,“高三”这个词就已经深深地印入了我的词典中。从家长们神乎其神的描述中,我对这个词的解释就是:决定性的而又极其艰苦的时期。一提起这个词,头脑中闪现的场景便是:一个学生,睡眼惺忪却仍坚持趴在书堆里挑灯夜读,白花花的讲义如雪片般纷纷扬扬地下着。我天真地希望这一天永远不要来临。随着高三的帷幕缓缓拉开,面对躲不掉的高三,我很畏 As early as not yet entered high school, “high school ” the word has been deeply printed in my dictionary. From the demeanor of parents, my interpretation of the word is decisive and extremely difficult. Mentioning the word, the scene in the mind flashed was: a student, sleepy eyes still insist on lying in the pile of books to read the light and night reading, white flower handouts such as snow-covered like after another. I naively hope that this day will never come. With the curtain of the third year slowly opened, in the face of third year, I am afraid