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men haven’t arrived at school), they couldn’t hear the noise in the past and suddenly felt not used to it. Think about the footprints of my freshman year in senior high school, but they have long been blurred. In the slow beat of time, they gradually dim and then disappear. When these youth passed away, I found that liveliness and publicity had long left us, swimming in life like a dream. What has passed is not only the time of life, but also the state of mind of youth. Perhaps the students of senior one have not yet relieved themselves from the excitement of the high school entrance examination, and the burden on them seems to have made us unable to stand up. I found my life like an assembly line. Do straightline exercise in the classroom, canteen and dormitory every day, and there is no space of our own. It can be said that our space is full of an atmosphere of intense learning. It is a little lack of oxygen, which makes people a little out of breath. We want to go outside and take a breath of fresh air, even one mouthful. High school life is simple and plex. Simply put, it is the same form every day, either in the classroom or in the canteen. I have to live and study by myself. I feel that life is too heavy for me. I feel that there is no space and freedom in life. Everything has already been arranged by others. I have seen many articles criticizing Chinese education, including many high school life is too stressful... Some people can’t bear the heavy pressure of learning, and even have fear and weariness of learning. Some people succumb to their parents’ arrangement, blindly study and bee nerds. Suddenly, the second year of senior high school came. Standing at the end of the first year of senior high school, I looked forward to the next spring. Pain and confusion are intertwined, and vision and hope are mixed together. After getting used to the life mode of three points and one line, change has bee an extravagant hope. The world outside the window is beautiful, but I don’t have time to enjoy it. The trees on both sides of the river are green and the flowers are blooming. It even seems that I heard the call of birds, which reminds me of the arrival of spring. But regret also follows. Do you remember the face of flowers? Can you simulate the sound of birds? Can you describe what the clouds in the sky said to you? When impulse is replaced by reason, we find that life is so boring. How I want to jump out of this circle and give myself a bright color. I really want to turn into a little bird and fly in my own kingdom. I can touch the blue of the sky with my hand, make the bottom of my heart blue and clear, clear the sadness and throbbing at the bottom of my heart, and I can also hear the panic of thunder breaking through the third year of senior high school. As Tagore said, “there is no trace in the sky, but I have flown.” 高中校園生活英語作文模板【5篇】