To tell the truth, as a freshman, my memory of the college entrance examination is not very clear. I only remember that I was bent on answering questions and looking forward to the exam plenary session. Everything I did was fine, but it was just an expectation. God can't let me have such a pleasant journey. Let's just say that three years in high school can be said to be my lowest point so far, and my grades have reached the lowest again and again, but perhaps it is the indomitable spirit developed in my bones that keeps me from giving up easily and trying to break through myself. Looking back on the college entrance examination, I began to brush the questions desperately 100 days before the exam, and I don't know how many questions I brushed. Fortunately, through this stupid way, my English and math have made great progress, but it will be very annoying if the comprehensive management stops. I even wonder if I won't be so tired if I choose liberal arts. Isn't that ridiculous? But I really thought about it, and more than once. Shouting slogans before the college entrance examination is loud, and the countdown is the most unforgettable day. Some students in our class were too busy to buy food, so they ate a meal with some bread. I feel much better. I will go to the nearest supermarket to buy a cake.