傍晚时分,狂风暴雨悄然无声地降临,黑暗迅速笼罩了整个城市。天地间的怒吼越来越强烈,炽白的闪电从天而降,照亮了地面。轰隆雷声向这座城市宣告,夏天来了。我想,没有谁会超越学生对夏天来临的那种期盼和激动。因为对于学生来说,夏天就意味着暑假,就可以暂时抛开繁重而紧张的学校生活。但是像我这样即将毕业的初三学生,这个夏天跟以往却有不同的意义。汗水湿透了校服,不时滴下来与衣袖上残留的颜料混为一体,但是在沙沙沙的写字 In the evening, the storm came quietly and quietly, and the darkness quickly shrouded the entire city. Growing roar between heaven and earth, blazing white lightning falling from the sky, lit up the ground. Thunder thunders to the city that summer is coming. I think, no one will surpass the student’s expectation and excitement about the advent of summer. Because for the students, summer means summer vacation, you can temporarily put aside the heavy and tense school life. But junior students like me, who are graduating, have different meanings to the past. Sweat soaked the uniform, dropping from time to time with the remnants of paint on the sleeves mixed, but writing in the rustle