数不清记忆里的那年高三有多少张白花花的试卷肆意地睬着青春呼啸而过,只知道时光打马远行,带走的是青春,带不走的却是时光沉淀中的青春剪影。如今,当我站在岁月的彼岸,再回望那个哭过笑过开心过也难过过的高三,心中充溢着满满的感怀。我知道,我的高三,它早已远去,但它所赋予我的意义,远远超过了那场“决定生死”的考试。 Countless memories of that year how many senior high school white paper deliberately ignored the youth whistling past, only know the time to play the horse, take away the youth, it is time to take away the youth Silhouette. Now, when I stood on the other side of the years, I looked back at the third year who had cried and smiled happily and sadly. My heart filled with full feelings. I know, my third year, it has long gone, but it gives me the significance of it, far more than that “decision life and death” test.