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阳光从香樟树的叶间漏下,落在青石板的路上,微风拂过,荡漾出一树的翠绿和清香。停下脚步,我抬头去望一树的繁茂,春末的枝桠携着稚嫩未蜕的叶偏折出主干温暖的怀抱,向更高、更远的地方攀爬,最后汇成一股深绿的干流,成为树干上一抹流动的花纹,朴实无华,却美得动人心魄。刹那间,小小的感动湿润了小小少年的眼眶。那是初中的第一场期中考试。“班排名1,校排名1,段排名1。”捏着手机的手在颤抖。我不敢相信自己的眼睛,这个重点中学中的
Sunlight leaks from the leaves of camphor tree, falls on the path of the quartzite, breeze brushed, rippling out a tree of green and fragrance. Stopped, I looked up to see a lush tree, the late spring branches with tender leaf is not warmer off the trunk of the trunk, to higher and further places to climb, and finally merged into a dark green The trunk, a flow of the tree trunk pattern, plain, but the United States was breathtaking. Suddenly, touched by a small moist little boy’s eyes. That is the first midterm exam. “Class rankings 1, school rankings 1, paragraph rankings 1. ” Hand holding the phone trembling. I can not believe my eyes, this key middle school