夏末的余热还氤氲在潮湿的空气中,有一种悲凉的沉闷感,在城关中学走过了两年。两年的时光,没有似箭,没有如梭。只一点一滴的汇入眼眸,带着一种无力的怀旧感,剪影一样在眼前翻阅着。尘埃落定还记得两年前,我第一次步入校园,一幢幢教学楼以一种长者的姿态俯视着渺小的我。走进偌 The end of summer heat still coveted in damp air, there is a sad sense of boring, walked in Chengguan Middle School for two years. Two years, no arrows, no flirtation. Only a little bit of eye into the eyes, with a sense of nostalgia, the same silhouette in front of read. When the dust settles down, I remember two years ago, when I first stepped into the school building, I looked down upon a small teaching building in the form of an elderly person. Into the 偌