中学的生活似乎是平淡的，毫无波澜，如一片寂静的夜空。而这些时光又是美好的，那些琐碎的小事，像星星般装点着青春的苍穹。
Middle school life seems plain, without any waves, like a quiet night sky. And these moments are beautiful, those trivial things adorn the sky of youth like stars.
冬天的早上，阳光总是随着铃声一起升起，粉笔擦擦的响起来，翻书的声音，写字的声音，也夹杂着小声的交谈，一天的琐碎就这样开始了。
On winter mornings, the sunshine always rises with the ringing of the bell, accompanied by the sound of chalk rubbing, flipping through books, writing, and whispered conversations. Thus begins the trivialities of the day.
冬天的教室总是使人困倦，所以窗子总是开着，也就开了一扇冷意，使我们有了几分清醒。悄悄的瞥一眼老师，等到老师转过身在黑板上龙飞凤舞，便把桌子底下那块面包塞到嘴中，低下头，快速的咀嚼起来。老师倒是注意不到，同桌却闻到了味道，一只手悄悄伸过来，一同偷吃的面包是从未有过的美味。有时老师讲课时，前面同学的眼皮开始下沉，头也开始沉了下去，终于还是趴在桌子上，后桌一阵坏笑，轻轻拿起橡皮，朝着脑袋扔过去，那快要睡着的同学立刻像装了弹簧般坐起来，一阵嘟囔把橡皮又重重地扔了回去。这些琐碎的小事为课堂平添了几分美好。
The classroom in winter always makes us feel tired, so the windows are always open, which creates a chill and gives us a sense of clarity. Quietly glancing at the teacher, when the teacher turned around and danced on the blackboard, he stuffed the piece of bread under the table into his mouth, lowered his head, and quickly chewed it. The teacher didn't notice, but the desk mate smelled the smell and quietly reached out with a hand. The bread they were stealing together was a delicacy they had never tasted before. Sometimes when the teacher is giving a lecture, the eyelids of the students in front of them start to droop, and their heads also start to sink. Finally, they are still lying on the table. The table behind them has a bad laugh, and they gently pick up the eraser and throw it towards their heads. The student who is about to fall asleep immediately sits up like a spring, muttering and throwing the eraser back heavily. These trivial matters add a touch of beauty to the classroom.
春风在校园中回荡。图书馆的那扇小窗子是常开着的，阳光钻进来，落在地上，落在架子上，落到书里来了，把纸张烤的暖烘烘的。我们常常把凳子搬到一处角落，靠着墙，手里拿着书，聚在一起阅读。有时一个看的乏了，便顺势倒在另一个同学的肩膀上，只引起一阵轻笑声，随后又都投入到书中去了。有时人多了些，椅子不够用了，几个要好的朋友便邀你坐在她的鞋上，绝不会有人拒绝这片单纯的好意，只是风趣的交谈几句，也就坐上去了。这些琐碎的事在小屋里汇聚，记录下了这一刻美好的友谊。
The spring breeze echoes in the campus. The small window in the library is always open, allowing sunlight to enter and fall on the ground, shelves, and books, warming up the paper. We often move our chairs to a corner, lean against the wall, hold books in our hands, and gather together to read. Sometimes when one is tired of reading, they fall on the shoulder of another classmate, causing only a light laugh, and then they all immerse themselves in the book. Sometimes when there are too many people and the chairs are not enough, a few close friends invite you to sit on their shoes. No one will refuse this simple kindness, just have a few witty conversations and sit on them. These trivial matters gathered in the cottage, recording the beautiful friendship of this moment.
秋风一吹，校园里的银杏树就全变成金黄色，落在了篮球场上。那里是男同学的天地。拍球声，奔跑的声音接连不断。时不时会有一阵欢呼，那是进球后大家的喜悦。也有一些安静的男生，远离这一喧嚣，三三两两的玩着。他们常灵敏的爬上单杠，坐在上面，体会着会当凌绝顶，一览众山小的感觉，有时在单杠上翻一个筋斗，让观看的同学倒吸口凉气，若是稳稳的落在地上，就会引起一片掌声。女同学显得更文雅，几个人坐在落满梧桐叶的操场上，轻声的聊起天。或者手里端着盒子，时不时弯下腰，捡起地上的落叶，找对方晃一晃，随后放入自己的盒子。突然，一个球撞在了树上，鸟儿们飞了起来，女同学也吓了一跳，随后就是一阵大笑。欢快的校园与琐碎的事，使课下装点的美好又充实。
As the autumn wind blows, all the ginkgo trees on campus turn golden and fall onto the basketball court. That is the world of male classmates. The sound of hitting the ball and running is continuous. There will be occasional cheers, which are the joy of everyone after scoring a goal. There are also some quiet boys who stay away from the hustle and bustle, playing in twos and threes. They often agilely climb onto the horizontal bar, sit on it, and experience the feeling of reaching the summit and overlooking the mountains. Sometimes, they perform a somersault on the horizontal bar, making the watching students gasp for breath. If they land steadily on the ground, it will cause a round of applause. The female students seemed more elegant. Several people sat on the playground full of wutong and talked quietly. Or holding a box in your hand, occasionally bending down, picking up fallen leaves on the ground, shaking them for a moment, and then putting them into your own box. Suddenly, a ball hit a tree, and the birds flew up. The female classmate was also startled, followed by a burst of laughter. The cheerful campus and trivial matters make extracurricular activities both beautiful and fulfilling.
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时光就这样在不知不觉中悄然流逝，无数琐碎的小事情清清浅浅地充满了我们的初中生活。细细回味，这些琐碎丰富又精彩。原来，美好的定义无限广阔，有时琐碎也是一种美好。
Time quietly passes by unconsciously, and countless trivial things fill our junior high school life with clarity and simplicity. Carefully savoring, these trivialities are rich and wonderful. Originally, the definition of beauty is infinitely broad, and sometimes triviality can also be a kind of beauty.