I listen carefully and take notes in every class. But only I know, I can't make up for my previous knowledge. But I must at least strengthen my knowledge now, otherwise I will just be a basket case in the future. During school, I will prepare for the exam in the first few weeks. I recited all the famous ancient poems. By the way, I reviewed my notes and blackboard writing in class. The teacher asked us to do everything except composition, and the time was set at half an hour. As soon as the bell rings. I'm nervous when I get to the exam, afraid I won't do well in it. I wrote it all down easily at first, but I was stunned by the composition. Happiness is XX, and my heart is pulling up. As time went by, I still didn't get it. "Jingle bell ..." The bell rang and shook. After taking away the paper, I began to ask other students if they had any questions. Gradually, the matter was forgotten. I will start writing my composition until the afternoon. I have no choice but to scribble. "Wow" a few strokes finished. During the inspection, I suddenly felt that I would not digress. Whatever it is, hand it in and talk it over. Later, it was forgotten.
On Friday, Teacher Wu analyzed the test paper. The highest score in the class is 90. Watching the good students go up to get the papers one by one, the grass also went up. I think I must have counted down. At this time, Mr. Wu said that if the score is below 85, it will not be reported. Teacher Wu also said that he had made progress when he reported my name. I'm so happy. Most of them look like hooks. Seeing the composition, the teacher wrote a few words, the beginning was too long. Ten points were deducted as a result.
But I'm still happy. I understand that hard work will pay off.