时间如白驹过隙,在我稍不留神的时候,就把我推进了初三的大门。初三确实是个忙碌的时节,是学子艰苦跋涉的时节。我们总是伴着微微的鱼肚白去学校,披着密密的星辰回家,总也少不了挑灯夜读,少不了奋笔疾书,少不了遨游题海……初三的我的生物钟被扭得乱七八糟,初三的我的脑神经被 Time flies, and I took me to the door of junior third when I was not careful. Third grade is indeed a busy time and it is the time when students are struggling. We always go to school with a slight fish belly, and go home with dense stars. There is always a night to read the lanterns, and it is ultimately necessary to read the books. There is no question of the sea.... My biological clock has been twisted in a mess. Three of my brain was