Years passes hurriedly, took away time of 3 years, take away those to be not recollected goodly however. Years is cantabile, a cease, make person aftertaste boundless however.
时光匆匆流逝，带走了三年的光阴，却带不走那些美好的回忆。岁月如歌，一曲终了，却让人回味无穷。
First one, it is the children's song of light joy.
初一，是轻快欢乐的儿歌。
Just went up of junior high school we, was full of to all these unfamiliar, new school, new teacher, new fellow student. Approach classroom, the curiosity to each other was full of on the face that Zhang Zhang is hanging a smile. The self introduction of each extraordinary let us have knowledge to each other, expecting 3 years of time that will spend together.
刚上初中的我们，对这一切都充满了陌生，陌生的学校，陌生的老师，陌生的同学。走近教室，一张张挂着微笑的脸上充满了对彼此的好奇。一个个与众不同的自我介绍让我们对彼此有了了解，期待着将要一起度过的三年时光。
“ parents breathes out, row not delay. Parental life, acoustical resound is not read aloud uniformly to be in on lazy ……” playground all right every corner. This thing activity of collective of our first time, everybody struggles for this collective. Final although not be the first, but everybody is permeated with mirth on the face. First had flowed one this year hurriedly, we from each babyish the child that did not take off moves toward maturity, had a few to be able to recall the friend of lifetime.
“父母呼，行勿缓。父母命，行勿懒……”操场上整齐划一的朗诵声回荡在每个角落。这事我们第一次集体活动，每个人都为了这个集体而奋斗。最终虽然不是第一，但每个人脸上都洋溢着欢笑。初一这一年匆匆流过，我们从一个个稚气未脱的孩子走向成熟，有了一些可以记忆一生的朋友。
First 2, it is the rock-and-roll with insurgent passion.
初二，是激情澎湃的摇滚乐。
Did not have first of one carefree, heavy school work let us have some of pressure, put more time on study. It is a year when go all out in work this year. But Chu Ergang begins, my achievement makes a person anxious really, wander in more than 100 or so all the time, even once fall back on 200. Remember that time, my heart on the way home in fear and trembling, fill resembles below the foot lead is general and heavy. I am thinking this how composition tell pa Mom the news of this “ unfortunate ” , rebuke is unavoidable for certain. Return the home, I did not say what entered room. Look at my expression, mom also understood. But rebuke is done not have,come as scheduled. Is “ taken an examination of badly? Irrespective, not too care about achievement, went hard next time, do not fall again went. ” is listening mom's downy speech, tear stops not the dwelling place flowed. The heart thinks: “ is, how can abandon, be time effort. ” after that, I make greater efforts, achievement also had very great progress. Saw my progress, mom's gratified laugh. First this year of 2 my shedding issued a lot of sweat, but the fructification that also harvested again and again.
没有了初一的无忧无虑，繁重的学业让我们有了些压力，把更多的时间放在学习上。这一年是拼搏的一年。可是初二刚开始，我的成绩真是令人担忧，一直徘徊在一百多名左右，甚至有一次退到了二百名。记得那一次，回家的路上我的心忐忑不安，脚下像灌了铅一般沉重。我在想该怎作文么把这个“不幸”的消息告诉爸妈，一次训斥是肯定免不了的。回到家，我没有说什么便进了屋。看着我的表情，妈妈也明白了。可是训斥并没有如期到来。“考得不好吗？没关系，不要太在意一次成绩了，下次努力就行了，不要再跌倒就行了。”听着妈妈柔和的话语，泪水止不住地流了下来。心想：“是啊，怎么可以放弃，是时候努力了。”那以后，我便更加努力，成绩也有了很大进步。看到了我的进步，妈妈欣慰的笑了。初二这一年我流下了许多汗水，但也收获了累累的果实。
First 3, be fast rhythm is classic happy.
初三，是快节奏的古典乐。
Enter first 3, school work is more and more serious, the month that blot out the sky and cover up the earth is taken an examination of and one Zhang Zhang examination paper, let us must quicken a pace, go ahead hard. Washs some hair are yellowly school uniform no longer clean. Look at first one, first of 2 learn younger brother to learn younger sister people, remember at the outset day, do not become aware some are sentimental, want to run to the top of one's bent sometimes, jump, but heavy satchel makes us a little faint. Alas, stopped, life should experience these eventually, a few days of gain can life have? This year, it is test a year of our perseverance. I never also complain, because had been experienced only, ability won't regret.
进入初三，学业越来越重，铺天盖地的月考和一张张卷子，让我们不得不加快脚步，努力向前走。洗得有些发黄的校服不再洁净。看着初一，初二的学弟学妹们，想起当初的日子，不觉有些伤感，有时想尽情地跑，跳，可是沉重的书包让我们有些无力。唉，罢了，人生终该经历这些，人生能有几日博？这一年，是考验我们毅力的一年。我也从不抱怨，因为只有经历过，才不会后悔。
Years is cantabile, a cease, the person can come loose eventually, dan Yongyuan won't drop off, it is that good memory.
岁月如歌，一曲终了，人终会散尽，但永远不会散去的，是那美好的回忆。(文/禹欣迪)