After the mid-term exam, the result of each exam is the same. Even the only light was swallowed by the black scorpion, and I couldn't find my sun. Even the moon, which only reflects the sun, is wandering in an irrelevant indoor space like a hungry ghost.
I once tried to comfort myself: this is not a mini-world, and it is certainly not easy to have its own light. Liberation is just words, but it will be an eternal reality in this world. Maybe for a moment, I gave up early. If this moment is destined to exist in my life, all I can do now is wait and be silent.
In the eyes of others, I am not the kind of student who cares about exam results very much. In fact, who can control their emotions better than me: insomnia, who is hiding under the indifferent surface, but how can I share the pain with others? I am really selfish. I just want to suffer alone, savor quietly, look for aging in candlelight, and look for desolation and sadness in safflower. I kept an abnormal mind the night I saw the report card. 1 1 point 15 minutes, I opened my eyes. Because of the same cold, my thoughts melted in the milky white sky outside the window. I really don't want to believe that the dark window circle surrounds the whole world. At this time, there are several unusually calm reflections of electroluminescence on the bookcase by the window; My head is a little crooked, and I seem to see my desk, my desk and chair again in a trance. In the dark, they stood quietly as if waiting. ......
What kind of future will appear, so near and so long, reaching out and sighing. When everything came to an end, I lost my beautiful imagination and expectation, fearing that it would burst like a bubble, and then I lost the colorful sunshine. As I said, I am afraid of the result, even the whole process, and even a new idealized beginning. Therefore, I feel shy, I want to be an intelligent robot DD mechanical equipment and simple; I am eager to find loneliness and simplicity in the study and training of anxiety in daily life. I imagine lying on the green hill all the time, the breeze blowing gently, preferably all night. As Shu Ting often said:
If there is a road with no end, I will definitely go.
If there is something I can't finish, I will do it one by one.
If there is constant love, I will definitely pursue perfection.
I didn't realize I was so depressed.
I am nervous and cautious, afraid of falling down every time.
Because I didn't realize it, I began to fall in love with the gray-black night DD, such an extreme area. In the evening, he will help me with my brush tools, so I can draw with my heart; At night, I will help me with a pair of Kuroha and fly freely in the indoor space. In fact, it will be covered, and there will only be dreams that you and yourself weave.
How easy life is for him, but how difficult it is for him. Not to mention the family around me, that is, the tables, chairs and benches waiting in the dark, I will only feel so guilty.
After the mid-term exam, the mood after the exam is like a bluestone road soaked by rain, a little wet, a little gloomy, maybe a little moldy and bitter. Examinations, big and small, are constantly tormenting people's nerves. For several days in a row, the exam is like a rope, letting you run around him. Even if there is a little deviation, it will be immediately condemned, and I feel sorry for the teacher and the painstaking efforts of my parents.
The nervous exam is finally over, a little excited and a little scared. I can't wait to know my score and have a happy holiday, but I'm afraid I won't do well in the exam and will be criticized by my parents and teachers.
Put your troubles behind you and spend this holiday happily. My parents have been encouraging me to get high marks since I got home. I was deeply moved. I studied hard and then washed my hands of it. Now I have been trying to review my lessons, write winter vacation homework carefully and arrange my own time.
After the exam, I feel relaxed and nervous one after another. Winter vacation homework relaxed and his grades were tense. In order to welcome the next sixth grade, I am relieved.
After the mid-term exam, I felt uneasy as soon as I finished the mid-term exam. The next day, the teacher handed out the test paper. When I saw that I only got 76 points in the Chinese exam, I was completely panicked. Think about how high my parents expect of me! I hope all my subjects are "excellent". They care about me in every way in their lives, and their hopes at home are pinned on me. Now I only get such a result. What should I tell my parents? My heart hurts!
I came home from school at noon, and I was honest. Sit at your desk and read. Maybe my mother saw my abnormal behavior and wanted me to stick to it. She didn't want to ruin my mood. She didn't ask anything, just cooked in the kitchen. I panicked. I just hope that my mother will ask me about my exam results early, so that my hanging heart can fall and tell him the reason why I am trying to think hard. The more my mother does this, the more I panic. What shall we do? I sat at my desk, unable to read any books, just trying to explain to my father. I finally couldn't help it, stood up on my own initiative, went to the kitchen and said timidly, "Mom, the mid-term exam results have come down. I did badly in the exam. I didn't achieve my goal. Sorry! " "When my mother heard my confession, her face began to turn cloudy. However, after a while, her face calmed down and slowly said to me, "What do you say? I knew you didn't do well in the exam, just waiting for you to admit your mistake. "I said," I will do well in the exam next time, and I will never let you down! " "
My mother smiled at my words and said, "If you don't do well in this exam, forget it. There will be no next time. Let's eat! " "
My mother touched my head and sighed, and my hanging heart finally fell to the ground. After lunch, I immediately sat down and made a study plan. I am determined to finish according to the study plan in the future and be an excellent student.
The mid-term exam is over, the mid-term exam is over, and each of us can't wait to check the scores on our mobile phones.
At the moment when the score was about to open, my heart beat faster. I want to know quickly, but I dare not open it right away. A little "afraid of being close to home". Do you feel the same as me?
When I check my math scores, I am more nervous and even afraid than any one. Because I have a feeling that my calculations are all wrong. In the last exam, I had to pick up my father's mobile phone to check my scores every time I finished the exam. However, every time you enter a password, you will always enter it wrong several times. The faster you think, the more mistakes you make.
That day, I finally opened Tzu Chi. I'm about to open the webpage to check my score. My hand stopped involuntarily, afraid to click in. Forget it! Check again tomorrow and tell mom it's not out yet! No, now that I'm out, I want to know myself. Click in, maybe I did well in the exam! The two ideas are constantly fighting in their hearts. Finally, I simply made a cross, brushed my position and went in!
My heart suddenly fell from a very high place, and a big 68 points was placed in front of me! Why are there so few? I think the answer is quite convenient. What's wrong with it? At that moment, I wanted to cry, but I couldn't stop. My mother asked me how much I got in the exam. I was speechless and went straight into the bedroom with my bag on my back.
I am so upset that I have no mind to do my homework at all. I asked myself, "Are you satisfied with this score now?" Facts tell me that I am not satisfied at all, and I am particularly sad. Am I always like this? Don't! I'm not reconciled, not at all!
That night, I made up my mind: from today, from this moment on, I must study hard, because this score is not what I want, and I must work harder to improve my grades.
In one semester, there will be four exams, and the scores will be checked every time. In order to make my score check no longer a torture, I will redouble my efforts to get an ideal score.
At noon today, as soon as I walked into the classroom, I heard my classmates talking about the mid-term papers for a while. The class is full of people who "pray for God" and "worship Buddha".
When the teacher came into the classroom, the students became quiet at once. I thought nervously in my heart: ancestors! You must bless my high score in the exam, and I will burn more incense to worship you at most in the future. The teacher started handing out English test papers, and I became more and more nervous, so I closed my eyes. When a faint test paper fell on my desk, I opened my eyes curiously and showed a satisfied smile on my face-99.5 points were written on the test paper. I was overjoyed and only got excited at once. After a while, it's time to hand out the math test paper, which says 98 points. I jumped with excitement. The Chinese test paper was issued, which said 80.5 points. I quickly opened the test paper to see what I had done wrong. The original reading question was wrong 10. I thought: I am miserable! I'll get beaten again!
After school, I walked home sadly. No sooner had I arrived at the door than I found my father waiting for me at the door. He saw me sad and said to me, "Look at you like this, you must have failed the exam!" " Take out the test paper quickly. "I have to test the paper. I followed the original plan-"good news first, then bad news". I took out my English and math papers first, only to see a satisfied smile on my father's face. I reluctantly took out my Chinese test paper and showed it to my father. Father said angrily, "Ah! 80.5 points. "Then after scolding me, he asked me to review Chinese in my room at night.
At the end of the mid-term exam, when the teacher handed out the paper, I thought I did well in the exam, and I was proudly waiting for my paper there. When the paper was handed to me, I saw bright red 9 1.5 points and red crosses, and I felt my face turned red.
I think it's very simple to remember the day when I made the paper. After writing, I checked it in a hurry and felt very satisfied. Then, I lie prone on the table, waiting for the group leader to collect the papers. Before the exam, my mother also told me not to look down on my eyes when making papers, but to be careful and so on. But I have forgotten those words. At this time, I felt very embarrassed, and the pride I had just had disappeared without a trace. I feel too careless and I don't work hard enough at ordinary times. From a painful experience, I feel that only by carrying forward the spirit of "perseverance, a stone can be carved" can we truly master knowledge, enrich ourselves and improve our academic performance. I think only with this spirit can we reach the other side of knowledge. I remember when I was a child, Li Bai woke up when she saw an old woman grinding an embroidery needle with an iron bar, so she studied hard and finally became a generation of poetic immortals. This spirit of Li Bai fully shows that only by persistent study can we reach the point where the stone opens.
So I firmly believe: "As long as the kung fu is deep, the iron bar will also be ground into an embroidery needle." As long as I keep working hard, I can get good grades. Remember, there is nothing for nothing. Understand the importance of learning and strive for your future!