“高四”这一年,我们学会了爱,学会了理解和宽容,也学会了体谅父母的良苦用心。1走进一中补习班时,大家都在埋头看书,谁也没在乎我的到来。经历过惨痛的高考,两个月的煎熬,已经渐渐磨平了棱角。不管过去成绩如何,不管来自哪所学校,会聚在这里的,都是高考的失败者。在整理书时,怡静给我发了条短信,问我在干嘛?我没回,她就在隔壁的文科班,刚 “High four ” this year, we learned love, learned understanding and tolerance, but also learned to understand the good intentions of parents. 1 Into a cram school, everyone is immersed in reading, no one cares about my arrival. Experienced painful college entrance examination, two months of suffering, has gradually polished edges and corners. No matter what the past performance, regardless of which school from, gathered here are the losers of the college entrance examination. When finishing the book, Yi Jing sent me a text message, asking me why? I did not back, she was in the next liberal arts classes, just