正因为那一缕微光,那不灭的信念,我们才一路走到现在,一路冲破阴霾,冲破黑暗,冲破严寒与酷暑带来的枷锁,冲破遍地的荆棘。阳光依旧毒辣,教室的灰白色电风扇不间断地高速运转,天气热得稍微一动便会大汗淋漓,然而因为高三的到来,让这一切都变得微不足道起来。高三,这个既充满黑暗又代表着希望的名词,在那个盛夏深深地镌刻在我们心中,也将我们脑海里的那根弦彻底崩紧了。 It is precisely because of a ray of glimmer that the immortal belief, we all the way up to now, all the way to break through the haze, breaking the dark, breaking the shackles brought by cold and heat, breaking through the thorns everywhere. Sunshine is still hot and spicy, classroom gray electric fan running continuously at high speed, the weather was a little sweating will be sweating, but because the arrival of the third year, so that all become negligible. The third year, this term full of darkness and hope, deeply engraved in our minds in that midsummer, also collapsed the string of our mind.