一粒种子,埋在梦里,幻想给它雨露以结出累累硕果。高三,这个词语沉甸甸的。它像一场黑白电影,无色,无味,只有身处其中的演员才懂剧本真正的含义。它不是无味,而是已经胜过了所有的味道,让人珍惜还来不及。杏仁说燥热的午后,“吱呀”的风扇,摇晃的数字,努力与时间耗着,却像一颗石子投进湖中,轻 A seed, buried in a dream, fantasy give it rain to bear fruitful. High school, the word heavy. It is like a black-and-white movie, colorless, tasteless, and only the actors in it know the real meaning of the script. It is not tasteless, but has been better than all the taste, people cherish too late. Almond said the hot afternoon, “squeak ” fan, shaking figure, effort and time consuming, but like a stone into the lake, light