用英文简要介绍中国中学生的学习生活~5555

用英文简要介绍中国中学生的学习生活~5555

快乐,我离你有多远
生命因岁月的磨练而显现出成熟.
依稀记得小些时候和伙伴在一起玩耍的日子.那时真是少年不知愁,除了学习、友情、爱好,相伴的是那无忧无虑的心境,纯洁的心灵,美好的心情.
细数往昔,快乐总是相随.因为单纯,因为那简单的人际关系,轻松的学习环境.似乎已经让我忘记了“愁”字怎么写,更不会让其在我心中激起半点涟漪.直到有一天一声巨雷响起,让我从安乐的小床醒来,开始思考人生的时刻.它来得惊心动魄,充满风雨坎坷；它又来得不温不火,充斥简单寂寞.我梦想中的象牙塔也越发清晰.虽然心中有些许迷茫,些许苦涩与恐惧,但更多的还是“春蚕到死丝方尽,蜡炬成灰泪始干”的执着不悔,“寄意寒星荃不察,我以我血荐轩辕”的隐忍坚毅.仿佛一道流星划过夜空,带给我关于光明的无尽憧憬；又如黄昏月夜,暗香浮动,带给我几许遐思与渴盼.
终于我追随着你度过了最关键的时刻,而后你却毫不留情地把我忘记,而你却永远被我记忆.不知该爱你还是恨你,爱你把我从睡梦中惊醒,恨你把我敲进万丈深渊.
其实那一刻我感觉你就在我身边,若隐若现,若即若离.一次次看到蝶儿破茧而出,开始幸福地飞翔；一次次看到花蕊娇恕绽放,发出一缕缕芬芳.而我却要在铺满荆棘的道路上接受风雨的洗礼,一次次跌倒,一次次爬起,已是满身伤痛却还奋力前行,在快接近心中的象牙塔时却看到你所属的那扇大门在缓缓地向我关闭.我恨不得,恨不得用炮弹轰你.你让我如此绝望,如此伤心!
累了,闭上眼睛,不想再见你.恍惚间看见徐志摩正撑一支长篱在青草更青处寻梦；看见顾城正用那黑色的眼睛寻找那一片光明,于是,我的灵魂穿越历史的风云,在猎猎秋风扑刺下,我看见一脸自信的他牵一匹瘦马,伴着秋风黄昏,用最孤独的背影徜徉于西风古道,流水人家；跨越汩罗江的天堑,他吟哦着“帝高阳之苗裔兮”,试着用一声年轻的喟叹解读屈原千年来最寂寞的语言.而在美国,当他用流利的英语喊出了“I HAVE A DREAM”,马丁,路德金这个黑脸庞的汉子也不禁泪流满面.
快乐,你究竟离我有多远?夜幕中我懒懒睡去.他来到我身边拧着我的耳朵：假如生活欺骗了你,不要悲伤,不要心急!忧郁的日子里需要镇静；相信吧,快乐的日子将会来临.心儿永远向往着未来.一切都是瞬息,一切都将会过去.
猛然间一觉醒来,抖落了一身压抑,“纷纷红紫已成尘 ,布谷声中夏令新”.朦胧间惊奇地发现你竟然就在我的手心里……
Happy, I'm far away from youI have to covered with thorns on the road in the rain to accept baptism, and again fall, climbs up again and again, is covered with wounds still pushing on the fast close to the hearts of the ivory tower to see you belong Shique The door that the door closed to me in slowly. I can not wait, you wait with artillery bombardment. You make me so desperate, so sad!Honed by years of life while showing maturity.Vaguely remember the time and partner with small these days of play. I do not know really youth was unhappy, in addition to learning, friendship, love, accompanied by the carefree state of mind, pure heart, a better mood.Breakdown of the past, happiness is always hand in hand. As simple as that simple relationships, relaxed learning environment. I seem to have forgotten the "worry" how to write the word, not to let it stirred in me the slightest ripple. Until one day soon as thunder sounded, let me wake up from their pleasant little bed, began to think about life's moments.It is more thrilling, full of ups and downs wind and rain; it again Debu tepid, full of simple and lonely. I dream of the ivory tower is also increasingly clear. Although he is slightly confused and a little bitterness and fear, but more or "Spring Silkworms to die to make wire side, the wax dry before the torch ashes tears," the attachment does not regret, "Han Xing Quan is not intended to send the police, I recommend in my blood Regulus "forbear determination.Like a meteor across the night sky, gives me endless on the bright vision; and if the evening moonlight, subtle fragrance floating reveries and eager to bring my dash.Finally I can follow you through the most critical moment, and then you have forgotten me mercilessly, and you will always be my memory. I do not know the love you or hate you, love you I woke up, I hate to knock you into the abyss.In fact, the moment I feel you by my side, indeed, ambiguous. A time to see butterflies cocoon and began happily fly; again sorry to see darling buds bloom, issued a plume of scent.I have to covered with thorns on the road in the rain to accept baptism, and again fall, climbs up again and again, is covered with wounds still pushing on the fast close to the hearts of the ivory tower to see you belong Shique The door that the door closed to me in slowly. I can not wait, you wait with artillery bombardment. You make me so desperate, so sad!Tired, close your eyes, do not want to see you again.Happy, you really far away from me? Lazy night, I sleep. He came to me twist my ears: if life deceives you, do not be impatient! Blue days need to calm; believe it, happy days will come. Heart children living in tomorrow. All will pass, everything will be over.Trance to see Lei Xu is pole a dream in the green grass is more; see Gu Cheng is with that black eyes and looking for that bright, so my soul through the history of the situation, autumn banners flapping in the sting, I He saw a look of self-confidence led by a Shou Ma, accompanied by autumn evening, with the most lonely back garden in the west trail, bridges people; across the Miluo River natural moat, he warble of "Emperor of the refuge Gao Yang Xi", try to cry Interpretation of Qu Yuan, a young sigh language for thousands of years the most lonely. In the U.S., when he shouted in fluent English "I HAVE A DREAM", Martin Luther King, the black face of the man can not help but burst into tears.