教室的窗外有一棵很安静的香樟树,浓郁的枝叶似乎透出些温情。每次学累了,我总是抬起头看向它。单调的生活里沉寂着压抑,有时候心情坠入低谷,恨不得扔下笔,朝着那棵树大喊一声:“freedom”。丢弃所拥有的一切,奔赴一场恣意的青春盛会。高三最后,只剩下了柔情。老师上课讲错一句话,一个梗我们能嚼一周;做题来不及吃饭,就全班集体订外卖,晚自习教导主任查到我们班时,也只会无奈笑着摇摇头。黑板上怎么擦也擦不干净的数学公式,教室墙上挂着的地 There is a very quiet Camphor tree outside the classroom window, rich leaves seem to reveal some warmth. Every time I’m tired, I always look up to it. Monotonous life, silence, depression, and sometimes the mood crashed into the bottom, could not wait to drop the pen, shouted toward the tree: “freedom ”. Discard everything you have and go to a wanton youth event. Finally, the third year, only the tenderness. Teacher class to speak a mistake, a stem we can chew a week; do not have time to eat too much, the class collective take-out, evening class teacher to find our class, it will only helpless smile shook his head. How to wipe the blackboard is also not clean the mathematical formula, classroom wall hung to