Editor's note Human life is like nature. It will always encounter wind and rain, and will always encounter unsatisfactory. At this time, reverse quotient height and low seem very important. How to become strong during the study and get up after falling down, please see what the green boy said.
I am still full of hope
Futian Foreign Language School Eighth Grade Wang Huihao
Walking on the street in the evening, cars coming and going, people are hustle and bustle, but my heart is like a pool of stagnant water, quiet and terrible. It seems that failure in this exam represents a death sentence, which makes me desperate.
When talking about the cause of this incident, we have to go back to the sunny afternoon of that exam.
That day was a unified math test for the whole grade, but I didn’t agree. During the last break before the exam, I was still wandering outside the classroom, and formed a sharp contrast with the students who were reviewing nervously in the classroom. The dazzling sunshine and the soft lights in the classroom seemed to have warned me of the results of the exam.
In a blink of an eye, a week later, I sat in the classroom, surrounded by the noise of my classmates. For most students, grades have become a medium for joy transmission. My mind is cold, and I am afraid I will die spiritually. After school, the body walking on the road was full of corpses, desperate and sober.
When I got home, my parents noticed something wrong with me and didn't say much, but just told me to have a meal soon. This meal made me remember it very new, and the stagnant water in my heart flowed continuously again. Just a meal, thinking seemed to have traveled through time and killed the self who gave up. Fifteen minutes, it seemed like a year had passed in the world, and now the person sitting and eating was another brand new and hopeful me.
Before the exam, am I a person who lives with hope? Just one small exam, it was reborn and reborn from the ashes. Hope can only be realized through hard work, and hope without practice is called delusion.
walks down from the dining table, thinks about what you have done, and rekindles hope in your heart.
This is just a small exam, and there is still one month before the real final exam. During this period, I can no longer be a delusional. A failure in an exam made me change, and at this point, I started working hard again.
Students should not always be defeated by one or two failures, and they are afraid of a bad result every time. If you really let go of yourself and work hard for it, the bad result will leave you.
After this failure, I am still full of hope.
(Instructor He Decai)
I am still strong
Futian Foreign Language School Eighth Grade
As we all know, exams are methods used by schools to measure a student's learning level. Generally speaking, the results given will be relatively accurate. Although sometimes the test scores do not represent your true level of hard work, this time it is different, unusual, for me.
Afternoon, I always feel sleepy, but I am not. Compared to the "76" that pierces the bone marrow on the test paper, a little fatigue is nothing. I lay on the table regretfully and kept scolding myself: Why don’t I review it carefully? Why not recite it carefully? If you could work harder at that time, how could you get such a result? After thinking about it, I patted it with my hands a few times from time to time, which attracted the strange gaze of my classmates around me.
After school, I was speechless all the way, strolling in the dim world, and it didn't take long to get home. Likewise, the parents were resting on the sofa, and grandma was chasing her younger brother in the room as usual, and they were all colorful. But I don’t want to know all this, I just want to find a gray corner in this colorful world and stay silently.
The room is monotonous and tasteless. In a sense, the test paper in a corner of the table is still breaking my heart. I let go of everything, lie on a small bed, feeling this sadness alone, this sadness originating from the test paper.
Someone came in, it was her - my dearest person, mother.
The concerned voice reminded in her ears: "Are you okay?" What she got was a cold response: "I'm fine."It seemed that she felt something was wrong. She picked up the test paper that was riddled with holes by me, looked at it with a squint for a moment, and said a few words lightly: "Come on next time, I think you can do it." "
tells the dreamer in one sentence, she wakes me up.
If I don't work hard enough, are you sorry to my family? Can I really not do it? No, as long as I originally intended, I can do it! I will not be sorry to my family, I will not be sorry to my mother!
sit up, pick up the pen, and start to correct the wrong questions. I am still strong.
(instructor He Decai)
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