去年初秋的一天,学校组织我们全年级的同学去拉练。从学校所在地青竹湖出发,到著名的湘绣城,弯弯曲曲大约十几公里。出发前,各班队伍在学校前坪集合,各班班旗一字排开,风吹之下猎猎作响。一眼望去,竟让人有种壮士出征般的热血澎湃。总指挥铿锵的号令发出,队伍像盘曲的长龙缓缓腾起,进军的乐曲震荡在每个人的胸腔。或许是很少以这样的方式从校园里走出,顿感校园渺小起来。在灰蓝、辽阔的天空下 Autumn day early last year, the school organized our full year classmates to Latin America. Starting from the location of the school, Tsing Bamboo Lake, to the famous Hunan Embroidery City, winding about a dozen kilometers. Before departure, the teams in front of the school set up in the school, all classes of flags lined up, hunting under the influence of the wind and sound. At first glance, actually make a kind of warrior exuberant blood surging. Commanding sonorous command issued, the team like a long song slowly rising slowly, into the music shock in everyone’s chest. Perhaps it is rarely in such a way out of the campus, Dayton felt small schools up. Under the blue sky, the vast sky