岁月流逝,如白驹过隙,不经意间,参加高考的那段经历离我已很遥远。然而,当我重新收拾过去时光的片段时,却发现唯有这一段日子留下的记忆最为清晰。它不是鸽子掠过天空时转瞬即逝的鸽哨,它不是微风吹拂水面留下的一闪而过的波纹,它已融 The passage of time, such as a fleeting, inadvertently, to participate in college entrance examination that period of experience is far away from me. However, when I recapture the fragments of the past, I found that only the memories left by this period of time were clearest. It is not the fleeting whistle of a pigeon as it passes over the sky, it is not a twinkling ripple left by the breeze, it has melted