When I was young, I always made a wish to the starry sky: "I must be a good student!" " "So far, it's still what my mother said:" Even if the road is bumpy, even if there are more storms, you should remember your initial heart and work hard. Even if you fail, you must step down beautifully! "
When I grew up, the reality lost my innocence and my dreams were gradually forgotten. Unconsciously, I ran counter to my dream. Until that day, I opened the kindergarten teacher's notebook and wrote my dreams and my mother's words in childish font. I suddenly realized why I became like this. ...
The next day, I went to school, and the examination paper was lying quietly on the table. The failing grade left my mind blank. Have I fallen into this state? I thought to myself.