活力四射的初三岁月

白驹过隙的一瞬，我抬起头，感觉到岁月正随风吹散，不禁掩面叹息，内心漾起的是一丝欣喜和怀恋。活力四射的初三岁月，青春律动的我们挥汗如雨，只为灿烂在六月。那段岁月是美妙的---

the fleeting moment, i look up, feel the years are blowing away with the wind, can not help but hide the face sigh, the heart waves is a glimmer of joy and nostalgia. in the third year of the year, we are sweating, just for the brilliant in june. those days were wonderful---

课上，我们凭借着青春的活力与大胆，与数学老师切磋争辩着一道拓展题，那声音此起彼伏，如跌宕震撼的《生命交响曲》一般，连老师最后都大为惊叹："后生可畏啊！"

in class, with the vigor and boldness of our youth, we discussed and argued with the math teacher about an expansion problem. the voice came and went, like the rocketing symphony of life. even the teacher was amazed at the end: quot; the afterlife is awesome! "

图书馆里，我们欣赏巴尔扎克，品味余秋雨，笑谈塞万提斯……用活力去感受文学，去点燃自己爱文学的心灵。

in the library, we enjoy balzac, yu qiuyu and cervantes to feel literature with vitality, to ignite their love for literature.

活力的岁月永远没有完结，活力的岁月永远不知失败。

the years of vitality never end. the years of vitality never fail.

体育课上，男生们挥汗如雨，女生们在骄阳下以最热烈的欢呼给同伴加油。我，也是男生中的一员，传球、空投，有时也会落空，有时也会失败。但我知道：哪儿跌倒，哪儿爬起来！

in physical education class, boys sweat like rain, girls cheer their companions with the warmest cheers in the scorching sun. i am also one of the boys, passing and airdropping. sometimes i fail, sometimes i fail. but i know: where to fall, where to get up!

课后，我们风趣调侃；回家，我们惜时如金；路上，我们嬉笑成群。充满活力的岁月我们可以苦读至凌晨，充满活力的岁月我们可以在烈日下打球，充满活力的岁月我们可以与老师、同学们成为知心的朋友，充满活力的岁月我们有自信相伴！

after class, we are funny; when we go home, we cherish our time like gold; on the way, we laugh in groups. we can study hard till the early morning in the vigorous years. we can play in the hot sun in the vigorous years. we can become intimate friends with teachers and students in the vigorous years. we have confidence in the vigorous years!

而今的岁月正值初三进入尾声，大家免不了有些消沉，为与朋友的分离而苦闷，为和老师的离别而不舍，又为有过初三的那种甜蜜与苦痛的回忆而充实着。别了，充满活力的初三岁月，我将永远珍藏你。

today's time is just at the end of the third day of junior high. everyone is depressed for the separation from friends, for the separation from teachers, and for the sweet and painful memories of the third day of junior high. farewell, full of vitality in the third year of junior high, i will treasure you forever.