初三英语日记
我有睡觉时听歌的习惯。那天半夜醒来，发现MP3还没关。闭上眼，却有睡不着。于是，我打开窗户，坐在窗台上，静静听歌。 《那些花儿》。我终于明白为什么那么多人会喜欢这首歌。那瞬间感动我的并不是朴树那种干净的声音，而是那首歌的灵魂。歌词。一瞬间，我再次被拉回那些回忆中。关于我和我的同窗们。他们曾将命悬一线的时拉了我一把。可能换作是谁，这样的回忆，都是令人难忘的。
那是在初二时的社会实践上。全班去爬山。我们不小心走错路在荒山中，班主任因穿高跟鞋没有上山。全班走散，在陡峭的山坡上抓着松树的枝条往下一点点地用脚探。我右手拿着相机，走在队伍的最后。然而，路上的人越来越少。那时的我，一个踉跄，踩在黄泥上，一下子就滑下山去。当时我心里只有一个念头——完了！我用身子护住相机，往山下摔去。这时，我们班走在我前面的男生伸手一把抓住我左手腕，使劲把我提了上去。我才发现，他一只胳膊抱着路边沿途的松树，另一只手抓住了我。他们一路扶着个子矮的男生和女生下山。我总觉得我们班并不团结，可直到那时我才真正发现，我们班是形散神聚。他们的团结，是写在心里的，一到危难，便体现出来。
曾经的我总有一种错觉，觉得大家既是聚到了一起，就不会再分开，而今日已经是快毕业了，才意识到，我们就快要分离了，而这一分离，可能就是诀别。还有那些年少轻狂的感情，是那样不计后果，那样的率真纯洁……一切就要结束了吧！
幸运的是我，曾陪它们开放……
I have the habit of listening to music in sleep. That wake up in the middle of the night, found that MP3 has not closed. Close your eyes, there is not sleep. So, I opened the window, sitting in that window-seat, quietly listening to music.
It is a social practice during the first two days. The class to go hiking. We accidentally taking the wrong path in the barren hills, the teacher did not go up the mountain wearing high heels. The whole class got separated, clinging to the branches of the pine trees on the steep slopes down to their feet to explore a little bit. My right hand holding the camera, and go in the last of the team. However, fewer people on the street. When I stumbled, stepped on dirt, and it would go down the hill. At that time, I thought only one thought - finished! I used the body to protect the back of the camera, and go down the hill fell. At this time, our class boys walking in front of me hand grabbed my left wrist, straining to put up. I found his arm holding the pines along the roadside, grabbed my other hand. They escorted all the way down the boys and
girls of short stature. I always felt that our class is not united, until then, I really found that our class is shaped bulk God poly. Their unity, it is written in the heart, one to the distress, reflected.
I always an illusion, that we both gathered together, no longer separate, already graduate soon, I realized that we soon separated, and this separation may goodbye. Dazed and Confused feelings are as reckless as straightforward purity ... all coming to an end now! Fortunately, I had to accompany them to open ...