On the day of preparing for the exam, the composition 1 was written on the blackboard: there are still 10 days before the senior high school entrance examination. Students in Grade Three live in a tense atmosphere all day. "Licorice", "Chrysanthemum" and "Sun God" are popular on campus in June, which is accompanied by our graduation day.
Approaching graduation means that the senior high school entrance examination is coming, and everyone has no time to be sentimental, because life needs us to struggle and struggle! However, I was disheartened and fell into the shadow of failing the exam. After receiving the teacher's thin report card, my enthusiasm suddenly dropped to zero. A month's effort, just for such a result, is too unexpected.
I smiled numbly and recalled the past: for my "key point", my mother cooked for me from morning till night and designed recipes; Father insisted on sitting at the table every night to "accompany"; Relatives and friends who are far away from home regularly call and write letters to care about my study and health; Teachers often use their leisure time to help me analyze and explain a problem I don't understand; My classmates kindly changed seats with me, fearing that I would fall behind in my homework because of myopia ... They have paid so much, but I am ashamed to repay them with such achievements.
However, it's not that I don't work hard! How many cold nights, I studied hard under that lonely lamp. Thought of here, my tears can't help rolling down with grievances. "X, what's the matter?" The teacher looked at me kindly. "It's hard to get a bad test, isn't it?" I nodded gently. "The teacher knows that you have tried your best. I analyzed your test paper just now. You have to remember that success or failure belongs to the past, and the key is to grasp tomorrow ... "
The teacher enlightened me slowly, and my enthusiasm refilled my heart bit by bit. When I entered the classroom and opened the book, a piece of paper slipped quietly: "Don't lose heart, show confidence and courage, and everything will be fine." There is a long list of classmates' signatures at the signature office. I dry the tears left in my eyes and review with a smile. I am a strong person, and I can't let people who care about me down!
In the days of welcoming the senior high school entrance examination, I was accompanied by "licorice", "chrysanthemum" and "sun god", and I still studied hard under the lonely lamp. Behind me, there are teachers, classmates, parents and relatives who fully support me. I will live up to expectations and stubbornly sprint to the "finish line".
On the morning of preparing for the exam, I walked into the classroom and habitually looked up at the wall and said, "It took me nine months to defend my dignity for three years."
Alas, there are only 13 days left before the mid-term exam, so hurry up, I thought. As soon as I sat down, before the bench was hot, the classmates in the front row turned to me and said, "Do you know what day it is today?" I thought for a long time and jokingly said, "Children's Day!" " My deskmate almost fainted. Holding his head, he said helplessly, "Today is a bad day, and there are still 13 days before the mid-term exam. Homophonic "Mi Duo" is equivalent to "bad luck"!
"Hey, you are so witty. I have never seen you so good at doing geometry problems. " I said disdainfully, and went on reading. The classroom is quiet except for the sound of writing.
He's still mumbling something. He suddenly asked, "What if I don't do well in the exam?" This time, Lao Wucan sent a report card to his parents! The school will hold a parent-teacher conference, alas! How time flies! It's the third grade so soon, and the mid-term exam is coming so soon. This semester is already over half, and the mid-term exam is getting closer and closer ... "I didn't hear what he said later, and I was so nervous that I swished behind." I thought it over carefully and was so scared, but I punched my face and said, "I will definitely do well in the exam." Feel wrong, and added "you too. "
The deskmate did it easily and recited: "It doesn't matter if I don't do well in the exam. As long as the results are true, there are still many people, unless I don't do well in the exam!" I couldn't help laughing. He said with the spirit of Ah Q: "Heaven is a great responsibility, so are people …" Looking at the classmates around him, he was still writing something, but stopped without interest. At this time, my mood was messed up by his words. I did badly in the exam. How should parents face it? How can I live up to my parents and teachers ... Just thinking about my heart, the English teacher came in and said, "The mid-term exam is coming soon. We should speed up the class, maybe a little faster. I hope the students will listen carefully, remember more words in their spare time, work harder and get a good result in the mid-term exam. Hello, I am good, my parents are happy. " The students jumped for joy.
Yes! It's better to act than to worry!
On the day of preparing for the exam, composition 3 kept appearing in my ear: "Wang Zheng's song" We are all good children ",with a relaxed and beautiful melody, lingered in my mind:" We are all good children, whimsical children ... "
We are just children, 17 years old, 18 years old or older. But one day, I was caught off guard by a card with hidden meaning posted on the table. I know that Yan's three-year study career has slipped away easily in my hands again, and I can no longer stop it from passing away. After picking up a pen and writing down all the information, I don't know where to start and what to write. Maybe it's because after listening for a long time, my mouth becomes clumsy and I can't express myself in words. At first, I could use a pen, but in the end, Lian Bi was abandoned.
In the days of preparing for the exam, I forgot many immature emotions. At the crossroads, I can only go in one direction. Every day, there are mountains of test papers and countless mathematical and physical formulas, each working hard towards the ideal in his heart. I asked myself, besides grades, what dreams can I pursue? Who can tell me? I won't stand on the street and peddle. I can't afford a hoe for agricultural production. I won't travel around the world alone. I found myself reading besides reading. Sweat is salty, tears are salty, and concerns and hopes are all gathered on me: parents' earnest hope for their children's success, questioning eyes from relatives and friends, and teachers' sincere expectations are like a magic spell. Sometimes I am so tired that I have to hide my tears in the dark night. I'm going to take the gaokao! Because we understand its weight in life.
Although I am lonely, I am not a wired puppet, nor am I staying in Woodenhead of ABCD forever. Pen and ink dating, sincere friendship accompanied by dawn, cheering and dancing on the field, the perfect artistic conception of red leaves and rain hitting banana in the sunset, perhaps like a warm current, always warms the heart of the teenager who is silently at his desk. There is no need to get tired so easily. When the tension of 3. 1 is over, we have no excuse to linger. Those energetic years only exist in memory, perhaps only in our memory.
Spring leaves, flowers fall-not the end, not the end, but the beginning, the starting point and the overture. Friends, no amount of tears can heal the wounds of yesterday. At this moment, I hope we can face all this with a calm heart. Looking for thousands of reasons, we still have to pack our bags and move on.
In a blink of an eye, I have been learning to play erhu for almost three years, but I have never passed the exam. Although I can play some music, it is still "zero level". How can this work? After learning musical instruments for a year or two, I can't fall behind even if others pass the third and fourth grades! Grading is to test the level of learning musical instruments and find out the shortcomings and gaps. So, I made up my mind: I will take Erhu Band 4 this summer vacation! This exam can't be all talk and no practice, so I started surprise training six months before the exam.
First of all, I want to choose four songs for CET-4, including two famous songs and two etudes. With the help of my teacher, I chose two famous songs, Horse Racing and Yellow Water Ballad, as well as two etudes, Fast Bow and C Tone. These songs are very beautiful. I have long wanted to play with them, but playing them well comes at a price.
I play for at least two hours every day. A famous song is a famous song It's nice, but it's hard to practice. For example, "Horse Racing" describes the scene of herdsmen riding horses in Inner Mongolia prairie, which is very lively. When I pull, I am required to pull fast and lyrical, but I can't pull it wrong.
When practicing, my fingers always don't listen to me, and I can't press the sound correctly, which makes people sound noisy and the rhythm is not accurate. After practicing for several days, this situation has not improved at all. Seeing my mother's frowning brows when listening to me play the piano, I was a little desperate, but I thought about it again. As the saying goes: one minute on stage, ten years off stage. Who are those people who perform well on the stage? I can't do it in just a few days. Only by working hard can you achieve something. Thought of here, I lit the hope in my heart and worked hard towards the established goal!
In order to practice the piano well, I gave up a lot of playing time, especially after the summer vacation. I insist on one hour in the morning, one hour in the afternoon and one hour in the evening every day. This is a test of my will. Sometimes when I really don't want to pull, I blame myself in my heart: how can this be done? No pains, no gains. How can you get good results without pains? My mother has always encouraged me: persistence is victory! So, I used other people's playing time to practice playing music. In a few months, I practiced every song 1000 times and made progress bit by bit.
The day of the grade examination is getting closer and closer, and some of the songs I play are getting better and better. Although the days of preparing for the exam are very hard, I am deeply touched by the road of preparing for the exam. I hope I can get good grades. To pass the exam, come on, come on, come on!
Prepare for composition 1 5th of the month, February, March ... 15th of June, 16th of June, 17th of June, 18th of June ... The calendar is turning page by page, and in a blink of an eye, the final exam is coming.
Teachers and parents are heartbroken about the most important exam every year.
"Today's homework: dictating the words in Unit 1 and Unit 2, dictating" 1 "and" 3 "and accumulating over time ..." The teacher solemnly announced the homework, and many students were already secretly complaining. My friend sighed on the way from school: "Alas, there is so much homework today!" "I smiled perfunctorily:" Nothing. " "What? Not bad? I think you are crazy with the teacher! So much homework! I am under great pressure in the final exam! Alas, at school, I have to be devastated by the teacher's spirit, and at home, I have to face a lot of extracurricular tutoring materials exercises from my parents. I am so unlucky! " I can only pat her on the back with a wry smile.
Looking at my window, a bad feeling suddenly rose in my heart.
Sure enough, as soon as I entered the room, my mother took out her new counseling exercise book and waved it in front of my eyes: "Well, Zhang Keyu, this is a new counseling material for you. I did my homework early today. I chose several Olympic math questions. Do it. " It is clearly a discourse of discussion, but it is a tone that cannot be rejected.
Mother softened her tone again: "Now people are hugging their children fast, so you should study hard and don't embarrass your mother." You still have one year, you must be admitted to Yongxing! " I am completely speechless. I hurried into the room, closed the door and cut off my mother's nagging. There is another composition today. I looked at the light rain outside the window, and my mind was full of imagination. "Zhang Keyu! What are you thinking about? Don't write quickly? " Alas, the train of thought was interrupted again. I picked up a pen and it flew like a fly. A group of small black ants appeared on the manuscript paper.
After dealing with my mother, it's time for the teacher to talk again.
Yesterday's test paper was handed out, and I was very satisfied with my score, but the next section of information technology was taken away by the teacher. The teacher vomited for more than two classes, and the students at the bottom were sleepy, and their eyes shone like stars. Oh, everyone froze.
Alas, the students lost weight in a final exam.
Don't be afraid, you will be "liberated" after the final exam! Wait, it's just after six o'clock. ...