初三的我们仍在补课。中午的阳光暖暖的,让人生出许多懒惰的念头。阳光透过窗子“看”着我,我也聚精会神地凝视着透过窗子的阳光。临近考试,日子仿佛越来越单调、乏味。每天都在重复:听讲、做题,做题、听讲,很累。下课铃似乎已被太阳赶走了,总是不愿回来。满满一黑板的习题好像 In the third grade, we are still making up classes. The warm sun at noon gives rise to many lazy thoughts. The sun “sees” me through the window. I also gaze at the sunlight through the window. Near the exam, the days seemed more and more monotonous and boring. Repeat every day: Listening, doing questions, doing questions, listening, are tired. The bell seems to have been driven away by the sun and is always reluctant to return. A full blackboard exercise seems to be