2013年7月1日,填完志愿后,我又一次——也可能是最后一次,伫立在留下了我多少甜蜜与辛酸的高三(4)班的教室门前。一种从未体验过的寂寥充满了眼前这个熟悉而又陌生的空间。算起来,高三的这一年除了吃饭睡觉和为数寥寥的假日,我几乎所有的时光都是在这里度过的。我到校的时间不是很早,离校也不算很迟,所以,教室给我的印象永远都是充盈的——放眼望去,满是书籍,它们见缝插针地生长在我所能想象到的每一个角落。同学们最常见的姿态便是伏案,和无尽的练习题、知识点做着希腊神话中西 On July 1, 2013, once I finished my volunteer, I was again - perhaps the last time - standing in front of my class, which left many of my sweet and bitter grades of Grade 3 (4). A loneliness that has never been experienced is full of the familiar and unfamiliar space. Forget the third year of high school in addition to eating and sleeping and a handful of holidays, I spend most of my time here. My time to school was not very early, and it was not too late to leave school so the impression that the classroom gave me was always filled - looking around, full of books, they grew up at what I could imagine Every corner. Students are the most common gesture is ambush, and endless exercises, knowledge of the Greek mythology doing Western