还有一年时间,我就将步入高中校园。我在脑海中不止一次想象过自己的高中生活。那年春天,我到姐姐就读的高中去看她。一进校门,我就看见学校的宣传橱窗里贴满了各种荣誉榜。学校很美,有古朴的六角亭,花圃里鸟语花香,曲径处绿树长青。如此漂亮的校园,却异常安静。走进教室一看,课桌上无不是书山题海,书本上方却是一张张精疲力尽、垂头丧气的脸。我梦想中的高中可不是这样的!“大家快来看,新的征联出句出来啦!” A year later, I will step into the high school campus. I have imagined my high school life more than once in my mind. That spring, I went to see her sister in high school to see her. As soon as I entered the school gate, I saw that the propaganda window in the school was covered with various honorary titles. The school is beautiful, with a simple hexagonal kiosk, flower garden flowers, winding path at green evergreen. Such a beautiful campus, but unusually quiet. Into the classroom a look, desk is not a book title sea, the book is a sheet of exhausted, dejected face. My dream of high school is not the case! “Come on, the new confederation came out!”