如果时光再倒转一次,我还是愿意在高考的那段时光里淹没自己。没有浪漫,没有狂欢,更没有鲜花和掌声,我选择了高考,也就意味着选择了寂寞和孤独。一本本厚厚的复习资料,整整齐齐地立于我们的桌子上,像密探一般在监视着我们的全部生活。我把头深深地掩埋于所有书籍的后面,慢慢地咀嚼着老师的教诲和一道道习题的深度。我把自己藏在时光之河的深处,惋惜地与那些已逝的时光挥手告别。 If time flipping again, I’m still willing to submerge myself during that time. No romance, no carnival, but no flowers and applause, I chose the college entrance examination, which means that the choice of loneliness and loneliness. A thick review of the material, neatly stood on our table, like spies are generally watching all of our lives. I buried my head deeply behind all the books, slowly chewing on the teacher’s teachings and the depth of the exercises. I hide myself deep in the river of time, regretfully waving goodbye to those days gone by.