As a student, it is natural to take exams again and again, gain or lose in the examination room, and succeed or fail in the examination room. I thought I did well in the exam, holding the test paper, and I was a little complacent. When I got home, I fantasized about my parents' appreciation and affirmed my value. However, in the face of my father's reprimand and my mother's worry, I am helpless and confused. I am sorry for the money I spent on going to school and my efforts to go out early and return late. Alas, learning is endless, learning is boundless, learning is difficult, and it is difficult to go to the sky, which makes people sigh. Regret the decadent past, and hate that today's achievements are difficult, learning is difficult, learning is difficult, learning English backwards, and reading poetry books in the evening. If no one helps, there will be no achievements. Alas, thousands of years of studies are as heavy as mountains, ten thousand volumes of poems and books are as hard as iron, a red fork rolls up and out, and a sadness comes to my heart, hating myself for incompetence and worrying about the road ahead. Victory or defeat is a common occurrence in military strategists. Seeing that the grades are getting worse and worse, I am worried about my heart. I can't read poetry and recite books, and I can't understand reason, justice and arithmetic. When I can go to to be no.1, I will have a wonderful dream. Remembering that young people are full of talent, they are secretly happy to win awards again and again. I hate sailing on the sea today, and I will remember it every time. Up and down the examination room, there is silence, the speed of filling in is high, the number is just right, and the exam is difficult, so it is difficult to go to the sky. The results are pleasing to people, difficult, difficult! Difficult $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ The composition in the examination room is high in skill, unpredictable and disconcerting, and the formula is in my mind. Most of them are self-creators. When the test paper comes out, there are few poor checkmarks, and there are many wrong numbers in red. The low scores are miraculous, and single digits abound. The battle for grades is cold and ruthless, but the face is helpless. It's hard to learn, it's hard to go to heaven, and it's hard to escape bad luck.