菁菁校园,如诗岁月-my school英语作文翻译

菁菁校园，如诗岁月-my school英语作文翻译

When I once again into the empty and somewhat lonely campus.

The old empty classroom. The familiar sound of reading, like coming from somewhere......

Roadside Hongfeng has withered do the last piece of red leaves, the fiery red maple leaf on writing the poem, but do not know that where...

The things are still there, but men are no more the same ones And I saw yesterday in the leaves, those a little frustration, joy, a joy, a little wistful...... High one's loss, high school emotional confusion, three of the setbacks and failures. Always let people forget, a screen is now in front of.

I like to use the poem, recording the mentality of every day, every footprints, each piece of growth diary. With poetic language, a new interpretation of the high school times to experience another kind of "three door".

One, self lost

Experienced after the relaxation of the exam, it is also a lot of slack. Lost in the slack, lost in the maze. Sometimes, in the trees on the bench, picked up a leaf, seemed as if thinking of sth.. Sometimes, in the classroom with the Xie Lingyun make a sightseeing tour. The fluttering almost forget oneself, have never been heard of since. Or, simply follow Tao Yuanming, together with the glass, drunk asked chrysanthemum：

Have flowers as barren Xi, but for who open late?

Fall into the cold cup for wine, know with whom to pick?

To one's fallen back to spring and autumn Xi, so complex;

While the rest of my xiuduan Xi, sigh time is actually helpless.

For cleaning bottles with heavy heart Yu Xi, its hard to

let go;

Hold the autumn wind to shake the Xi, step by step dangerous dangerous drunk without normal.

It is a poetic depression, it is the depression of the will. Is a poetic lost, but also the loss of self. Reality is the reality, in any case, choose to escape, and ultimately

can not escape. Perhaps, each high school had a period of

lost years, or indulge in the network, or indulge in the past. However, differences between dream and reality, will let us find the target at a loss, to find yourself lost in.

Two, emotional confusion

By the time a piece of peeling imprint on the blackboard, then once wrote a poem, were visible. Just don't know whether it has been forgotten：

"Taxuexinmei"

Since the high cost is hard to find, I begin to feel no trace into the fragrance;

So far, the sad fall to the neighbor, after all, not to

the extraordinary.

I read the end of the day, the mind and the spring and autumn are not;

What is difficult to disobey the destiny of sparse, in

the cold fragrance with dust.

And I don't know which of my classmates, I have outlined the "secret" of the poem. Perhaps, they will find the first possession of the first poem while secretly delighted. And then I, bitter smiled, after the chalk to pick up, draw the outline of the another outcome： flowers into the adjoining room, the final is the passers-by. Obviously, they didn't see through.

In this who will experience the "misty season", if you can see the end of the end of the end, may be a little confused, out of the confusion.

Three, frustration and confidence

After the college entrance examination, especially in the score out of the moment. Life is the most experienced a

defeat for the genuineness of the imprint is engraved on my heart., to experience the feeling of failure. For a time, the world is lonely without edge. Under the rain, wandering alone in the campus of pine and cypress, fell dejected. Never conceal inner lost, picked up the cold branches on the ground designated under the cold rain Linlin： Si Xi, sad mood faint;

What dark wind, Xi, my heart's wound.

After sorrow, as a warning for the future. Facing the most shilly-shally choice, I have chosen to repeat. Who can't change my decision. I admit defeat, but I have not been