Time passes easily, before you can say Jack Robinson, life of junior high school already already greeted last paragraphs of distance. The dak that stands in life is answered look, first there is twist already on the road of 3, leave again full laugh with happy flower. Although work hard, although cabined, but everything painful just accompanies merrily. Beautiful 3 lives asperse full sunshine all the time first.
光阴易逝，转眼间，初中生活已已迎来了最后一段路程。站在人生的驿站回望，初三的道路上既有坎坷，又开满了笑与乐的鲜花。尽管辛苦、尽管拘束，但痛苦的一切只是欢乐的伴奏。美丽的初三生活一直洒满阳光。
The happiness of the book
书的美好
First I of 3, it is no matter be in study or be when leisure, always can find a faithful and sagacious friend —— book. It resembles a bright lamp, enlighten for me the life and ideal. Read " Shui Hu is passed " when, I acclaim for the chivalrous heart of brave man of the hero in the book; Song " Man Jianggong " when, my pathos at national “ Jing Kangchi, you Weixue. Hate of official in feudal times, when to destroy the miserable destiny of ” ; Read " red Lou Meng " when, I weep groan at that “ full paper loose talk, the beautiful story of ” of a miserable tear; Read " brief love " when, the character that my admire becomes independent then at her and great mental ……来源 wwW.ZUowEnbA.nET
初三的我，不论是在学习中还是在闲暇时，总能找到一位忠实而睿智的朋友——书。它像一盏明灯，为我照亮生活与理想。读《水浒传》时，我为书中英雄好汉的侠义心肠而喝彩；诵《满江红》时，我悲怅于国家“靖康耻，犹未雪。臣子恨，何时灭”的悲惨命运；读《红楼梦》时，我流泪叹息于那“满纸荒唐言，一把辛酸泪”的动人故事；读《简爱》时，我敬佩于她那独立的人格与伟大的精神……
I still remember reading " red Lou Meng " when, below the tree that sits in the courtyard, like seeing golden fallen leaves resembles butterfly, rustle falls, sunshine is illuminated on the book through leaf, the facula of melt into bits and pieces, bouncing, follow the shift of the sun again and move. Autumn wind is blown full between the tree, if a lot of wind-bell are jolty. Sweet-scented osmanthus delivers to wave in wind sweet ……
我还记得读《红楼梦》时，坐在院子里的树下，看见金黄的落叶像蝴蝶一样簌簌落下，阳光透过叶子照在书上，化为星星点点的光斑，跳跃着，又随太阳的移动而移动。秋风吹满了树间，如许多风铃摇动。风中送来桂花飘香……
The warmth of friendship
友情的温暖
First 3 lives, I have friend photograph partner from beginning to end. On the playground, we carry a ball to gallop; In the classroom, our joy plays. We an amuse oneself, discuss difficult problem together, go around each corner of the school together, probe sealed mystery.
初三生活，我始终有朋友相伴。操场上，我们携球驰骋；教室里，我们欢乐嬉戏。我们一起玩耍，一起讨论难题，一起跑遍学校的每一个角落，探索未知的奥秘。
“ comes! ” ases if to ring again by the side of my ear his call.
“来吧！”我耳边仿佛又响起他的呼唤。
“ is good! I answer ” . Then I am patting a ball to rush toward him. He is wearing short sleeve, carry a small tag, also attack to me. He shifts a base, stretch one's hand, sideways goes grabbing, however at a draught trip is on the ground, asperse all over full aureate sunshine. We laugh simultaneously rise, the echo on the playground is worn I cannot forget laugh …… so happy scene.
“好！”我回答道。于是我便拍着球朝他冲去。他穿着短袖，带一顶小小的帽子，也向我扑过来。他提脚，伸手，侧身去抢，却一下子摔倒在地上，全身都洒满了金色的阳光。我们一齐大笑起来，操场上回响着笑声……我忘不了这样欢乐的情景。
Pursue ideally
理想的追寻
First 3, be the end that junior high school lives, also be the prelude that high school lives. Every classmate is going all out in work for the dream. Sometimes, I sit in window edge, see the window is illuminated brightly by sunshine, sunshine gives everything on plating golden glow; My pen is moving rapidly on paper, below sunshine pitching grows lasting vague impression, like sundial, that is the footmark of dream and hope. I ever also watched the rising sun slowly rise, see dawn everything becomes bright, grand feeling was full of in the heart. 3 lives are very painstaking first. But try the classmates that read books of those disease of act vigorously pen below lamplight, doesn't didn't yearning happiness come and their where struggle? They also have an ideal, resemble me same. Struggle hard, bring good future and ideal implementation. At the outset after the haze of 3 surfaces dark and gloomy drops off, we will receive better light eventually.
初三，正是初中生活的尾声，也是高中生活的前奏。每个同学都在为梦想拼搏。有时，我坐在窗边，看见窗子被阳光照得透亮，阳光给一切都镀上了金色的光辉；我的笔在纸上飞快地移动着，在阳光下投出一条长长的影子，像日晷一样，那正是梦想与希望的足迹。我也曾看朝阳缓缓升起，看黎明一切都变得光明，心里就充满了雄伟的感情。初三生活是很辛苦。但试看灯光下那些奋笔疾书的同学们，他们哪一个不是向往着美好未来而奋斗的？他们也有一个理想，就像我一样。努力地奋斗，带来美好未来与理想的实现。当初三表面晦暗的阴霾散去后，我们终将迎来更美好的光明。
The station is in the dak of 3 lives looks first, what doing not have is not good, be worth memory. The experience with all salty joys and sorrows of life will become the pearl of happy beauty in memory. I wish to hold well first 3, collect carefully its joy, cherish youth at the same time, do not lose Shao Hua!
站在初三生活的驿站望去，没有什么不是美好的，值得回忆的。一切酸甜苦辣咸的经历都将成为记忆中欢乐美丽的珍珠。我愿好好把握初三，珍藏它的欢乐，同时珍惜青春，不负韶华！(文/林哲锋)