The sun is still shining outside the window, and the teacher is still spitting on the podium. For me, it just means that the lips are doing a simple closing action. I tried to remember something and finally gave up.
Rome was not built in a day. I missed too many classes, my confidence has melted and my ideal has disappeared. So I chose sports, just to work hard for my future life. Just like a man who can't swim falls into the sea, he will catch a straw when he sees it. This person will think that maybe holding a straw can save my life, but there is only a little hope that he will be forced, and the rest will be left to fate.
Learning is a luxury for me. I can't want to study, so I'm looking forward to my holiday.
When the holiday comes suddenly, when all the subjects collapse in front of me, I am helpless and don't know how to arrange my life. In the days when I don't have to go to school, my world will collapse into a bed.
Now that school is back, I still can't do anything, so I learned to numb myself. As the novel often says, I also turned the CD to the loudest. The outside world has left me, and only Tom Chang's "fish" accompanies me and follows me. I forgot all my troubles for the time being and listened to the beautiful songs with my heart. Suddenly, everything stopped and I returned to my world. Then I heard a familiar voice: "You Ge, do you want instant noodles?"
I froze for a while, and then I fainted.
When there is nothing to do, I try to write something. Codewords are difficult for me, but I have nothing to do. I can't sleep, I can only code words. Now I can only understand some Chinese. I wrote many words from grade one to grade three. I was still writing a novel for a while, and when I was free, I always looked at how many words my novel had written. Later, I lost my holiday and now I have nothing to do. You can only code here.
I often daydream, such as how to spend 5 million in the welfare lottery and what to buy first; If you marry a beautiful wife, how can you live with her when she is still rich ... Of course, all this is unrealistic. When I wake up, the most likely thing to come true in my dream is to go to college, work in the future and be a teacher, but I will think about it again. If I find a secret book of martial arts one day, I will be famous. Maybe. Well, I don't feel it. I have to face the reality. I study so badly that I can hardly do anything. I don't know what to do if sports go online and culture fails. There are still 80 days before the college entrance examination. I can't play anymore. I'm going to study.
I went to study.
At dusk, the bright yellow light illuminates the tranquility of the night, and some raindrops get into my collar, which is cool and refreshing. The whole world is silent in the smoke dew woven by rain, and my heart suddenly has a joy of returning. It turns out that happiness is such a simple thing, and those trivial things can be connected in series into many sweetness, and what I have been looking for has always been by my side. What could be more gratifying than this? I looked at the lights in the distance, with a smile on my face.
I have always liked this wet weather, which is a bit annoying and naughty. When the wind comes, the dead leaves fall into my palm with it, just like the fate doomed by generations. Many times, I wondered if my previous life was unforgettable in this weather. Perhaps, in a previous life, I was a gentle lotus-picking woman in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, with long hair winding like years. I have been quietly living in the forbearance of history all my life, and then at a dusk in late autumn, accompanied by cool rain, I fell quietly like a dead leaf; Or in a previous life, I was a young woman in the desert, looking forward to her husband's expedition. My eyes are full of tears because of expectation, but my face is aging day by day in expectation, and I am still so quiet. Finally, in the season of sandstorm, it became the loneliest echo in the sky ... what kind of loneliness should I have in my last life, and there is such a dull life in this life, which can be in rainy days.
From a distance, my heart became clear and transparent, avoiding worldly troubles. For a period of time, having is the most primitive happiness, which is not polluted by the vanity of fame and fortune in the secular world. My heart is full of such simple and pure happiness. With the autumn raindrops quietly falling on the first inch of the earth's skin, the air is filled with my love, and my eyes are rolling, but they will be clear tears, warming my cold face and cheeks, and everything is so simple and beautiful.
If you can hold it like this all the time, like autumn leaves falling quietly in the embrace of the earth, laying the most beautiful but simplest carpet, it would be great. This is a return to Su Shu.
It's time to go, the night has slowly settled, and every household is lit with happy lights. Why are you still standing on the roof? I should go back to the life I should have, continue my interpretation in the secular world, hold up my umbrella, stop the raindrops from kissing eagerly and passionately, and step on the thick leaves, which seems to crush some dreams. In the crowd, I suddenly became small, my left hand touched my right hand, cold and warm, and I was a little dependent on the feeling of being wrapped in the crowd. I will go forward forever and won't get lost.
Back in my warm classroom, the fluorescent lamp is shining brightly, which is somewhat out of tune with the poetry outside. Outside the window, it is misty and rainy. There is some warm fog on the window. I sat at my desk and suddenly wanted to write something, so I wrote this random thought, which is worthy of the deep affection of the rain!
I made a cup of strong tea alone, sat by the window and looked up at this cold day. A bright moon shines on Kyushu, and the moonlight flows gently on the ground. Occasionally, a few clouds drift by, and the moonlight seems to be trembling, as if a wave of microwaves was set off. I followed the vibration of the moonlight, and a faint mist floated in my eyes.
Poet Li Bai raised his glass and danced in the hall. Suddenly he saw his own shadow, brushed his beard and smiled a few times. He whispered, "until I raised my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let us become three people." He laughed again, and then his face sank and looked sad: "Why? Why doesn't anyone appreciate it? I am a fairy, but I only drink the shadows here. Is it really like Jing Ke that' the wind blows in Shui Han and the strong men are gone forever'? " Li Bai fell asleep at his desk, but he kept saying, "Andrew's strong men are ambitious in all directions." She has a smile on her lips.
The sky suddenly darkened, the moon was completely covered, Yue Fei looked from the railing, and the land and people trampled by the nomads from afar kept emerging in front of him, and the scene of Jingkang's shame was deeply imprinted in his heart. "Jingkang shame, not snow. When will the courtiers hate? " Yue Fei punched the railing, "Drive a long car and rush into Helan Mountain". At this time, Yue Fei's eyes shone with excitement. "I am eager to eat pork and talk about my desire for Hun blood!" However, ambition was not rewarded, but was recalled by 12 gold medals. I'm just worried about people "I hope the people will no longer suffer from the disaster of war!"
When the bright moon was in the sky, Li Qingzhao gently untied Luo Shang and walked to the blue boat alone. In a quiet lotus pond, she slowly shook her paddle and looked at the sky. "Whoever sends a brocade book, when the geese return, the moon will be full of the West Building." . But the husband still didn't go home. Watching the lotus leaves fall, he couldn't help feeling in his heart: "Flowers are floating and water is flowing." But the sadness of parting has nowhere to pour out. When my husband left home, I couldn't help thinking about his safety. Maybe he saw my shadow on the bright moon. "A kind of acacia, the two places are idle, and this feeling cannot be eliminated." Looking at the bright moon, sorrow is also "just frowning, but taking it to heart."
Su Shi is independent of Chibi, nostalgic for the noisy battlefield of the past, and full of emotions. "The river does not return, the waves are exhausted, and the romantic figures of the ages." As if you were in a battlefield, drums sounded and horns sounded. "Stones are flying in the air, crashing on the shore and rolling up thousands of piles of snow." Watching the Yangtze River flow away, I seem to see Zhou Yu's leisure outside the struggle. "Between talking and laughing, he was exhausted. "Zhuang zai, Zhuang zai, Su Shi smiled and nodded slightly:" I am wandering in my old country, I love Ying Xiao Wo, and I was born very early. Life is like a dream. There is a statue still on the moon. "
The moon will set in the west and the tea will be cold.
I have been looking forward to this moment since I was a child, and I am happy about it. I think it will end our repressed life and let us get rid of the shackles and rush to the future. When this moment comes, I feel heavier than joy. It seems that God wants us to leave a deep mark on this road. I may not fully understand his intentions. Maybe tomorrow, when I experience some storms and enjoy some joy brought by success, I will understand. But what I can do now is to finish this road. As for the more significance it brings to me, I can only leave it to think tomorrow.
In fact, I think, in order to finish this road brilliantly, we need to establish a belief, stick to it and make unremitting progress. Faith doesn't matter how big or small it is, as long as it touches your heart, even if it is just a heartstring, it is a good faith. Maybe someone's dream is to be a scientist, but there will always be people who show suspicious eyes; Maybe some people dream of becoming an ordinary citizen, but others will show disdain. Faith is a powerful spiritual pillar, and no one has the right to destroy others' beliefs. In fact, no matter what belief, in the final analysis, you can return to studying hard. Take me for example, I have many dreams, although some are difficult to realize, hehe. I hope I can travel around, see the mysterious pyramids and the Sphinx with my own eyes, learn about the Mayan civilization that is about to disappear suddenly, and go to Qufu, Confucius' hometown to worship this amiable and respectable old man who lived more than 2,000 years ago but can influence future generations forever. However, if I must have money, I must have a job. If I have a job, I must have a diploma. If I have a diploma, I must study hard. This inference will inevitably be a cliche, but it is true. Pursuing dreams requires unremitting efforts, approaching dreams step by step, and finally completing dreams, then a person's life value will be realized. Many people complain that China's education system is not as humanized as foreign education. In fact, it is difficult for us to deny the education system in China, because it is difficult for us to reform a new education system according to the national conditions and the talent market to adapt to it. I believe that with the continuous progress of China, the situation of education will gradually improve, and eventually it will have its advantages, even surpassing foreign education. But at present, we have to adapt to it, so no matter what we lose or are deprived of, we must stick to it. I believe that anyone can bear the burden of humiliation for their dreams. What's more, not everyone is sad in this process. We have also gained true knowledge, friendship, friendship between teachers and students, and of course, indispensable happiness.
Therefore, senior three does not mean pain, but an important turning point in our pursuit of dreams. It will give us a pair of wings to fly to the ivory tower, and these wings are woven by ourselves. This is an opportunity given to us by God, and I don't think anyone wants to waste it.
Whether you are happy, sad or looking forward to it, fear is not uncommon ... the college entrance examination is compulsory. Once a year, it always comes with the footsteps of summer, quietly, but we can see a pair of eyes watching it, and we can feel that the heartstrings are already tense.
College entrance examination is a life experience. With it, we have another beautiful scenery in our life journey; It is a wealth of life, and with it, we have more capital on the way forward. It can't be eaten, but it still tastes. The taste of food is tasted by our tongue, and the taste of the college entrance examination needs us to experience it with our body and mind for three years. Of course, the college entrance examination is also bitter. Its suffering lies in getting up early and getting greedy for the dark, and being busy in the sea of books and Shan Ye all day long. At the same time, no one can tell you what the result of this busy time is. If you give, you will get, but I'm not sure how much you can get. This uncertainty brings people fear and pressure, which is hundreds of times more painful than those superficial hardships. Candidates are not worried about the exam, they are worried about the result. Once you fail, it will not be shameful, but it will be hard for people to face the eyes of their parents and teachers, and it will be enough for people to lose a few days. Bitterness is inevitable, and its existence lets us know that life is not what we want.
In the college entrance examination, you are a five-flavor bottle. When you open it, it has fragrance, depression, smile, frown, laughter and tears. In the past few years, I have tasted the ups and downs.
You are a wooden bridge in the college entrance examination, and there are many people who want to cross the bridge, which is very crowded. So there is a danger of falling off the bridge.
The college entrance examination, you are a steep peak. Climb to the top of the mountain and you can see beautiful sunrises and sunsets. However, the mountain road is really rugged and the jungle is full of thorns. If you are not careful, you will be in danger of scratching your hands and feet.
Students bid farewell to ignorant, tasteless, boring and unintentional play, and ushered in a three-year high school career with joy and sorrow. In this process, we lost a lot of so-called "fun", but we got the glory of tomorrow.
Through thick and thin, this is a kind advice from people. There is no obvious boundary between bitterness and sweetness, it grows with sweetness. The leap of achievement, the setbacks to be overcome, the eyes of approval … all these will bring the joy of success. This joy is because my efforts have been recognized, and I will face the future journey with confidence. If you don't experience the wind and rain, you can't see the gorgeous rainbow after the wind and rain. Without going through the college entrance examination, we can't taste the sweetness of success. Although it is not necessarily strong, it is very long and may last for a long time in Mika.
As a person who is selected and diagnosed, one should clearly dream about oneself. Ordinary self can only be full of confidence, laugh at the college entrance examination and enjoy a poetic life.
The college entrance examination is the end of efforts.
The days passed day by day. Standing in the third year of high school, I stopped to look back and looked at the bustling past, and my heart suddenly became clear. Haizi said: it is not far to meet and not far to leave. When I read this sentence again, there is a faint sadness in my heart, which is nostalgia and nostalgia.
We are like a group of stubborn children, practicing flying against the wind. We need to endure countless lonely days and train in the sea. We even feel that we have paid so much but got nothing, and everything has become so bleak. Is it the college entrance examination that makes our young hearts suffer vicissitudes or the erosion of time? But whatever it is, it left us the deepest impression.
In the years of youth, we ran in the wind, where naive ignorance was scattered, but we had to face the wind and rain. The gray on our heads slowly precipitates with the passage of time, and we can't escape the sadness brought by sadness.
On countless nights, when you wake up from sleep, you will feel palpitations because your mind suddenly entered the college entrance examination. Because some of my rhetoric has been shattered by reality, because the bright future I have woven has been eroded beyond recognition. So many people who once stood at the same starting line are now standing at different heights. So many times I took a deep breath in the dark sky and cried and told myself not to give up, because we can't decide anything in this world, so we must choose to be a heavy self.
Maybe we will accidentally break our wings, but we must learn to bear the pain, because the painful memories have been filled to fill the lost years, because those days sealed in memories have been stuck in dreams, because we have nothing but our own destiny, and only in this way can we move forward happily after the pain. Although we often complain, although we are decadent occasionally, we always know that we must stick to this road without flowers or surprises, because if we stick to this road, we can maintain our lives; Because we are burdened with too much sweat and tears, we choose silence and wait in the suffering of silence until all the glitz and flash fade and shine in an instant.
Without gorgeous music, we will beat touching music with our own hands; Without excellent brushes, we draw the brightest colors with our own hands. In short, the road is our own, and no one will walk it instead of us. We always think that the unattainable flower season will bloom with charming brilliance in our growth process. When the sun shines again and penetrates the fog, we listen to our heartbeat, wipe away the tears on our cheeks, follow the footsteps of the years and choose to face it bravely, just like the butterfly that has accumulated the strength of the whole winter, struggling to shed all its youth and ugliness in the warm sunshine, shaking its light wings; Just like fragrant flowers year after year, they always start their glory again at the moment of withering. Let's write down this difficult time with the most serious expression and embed it in the sky of memory.
In the past three years, the ignorance and sentimentality of freezing and flowing are gone forever with youth. These traces of life left by the college entrance examination are the curtain call for three years and the beginning of life.
High school composition 7 Birds are expensive and have wings, while people are expensive and ambitious. Although the sky is high, there are birds' dreams; Although the university is ethereal, there is my vision there. I stood on the tail of senior two and looked forward, and the appearance of senior three gradually became clear. I seem to hear the breathing and heartbeat of senior three. I remember two years ago, when I first stepped into this school, I saw the "Glory Gate" standing in front of the teaching building. I said to myself, three years later, I will proudly walk out of here and pass this "glorious gate" again. At that time, it seemed to me that the university was far away and unimaginable. Senior year? What an unrealistic word. Everything I have here has just begun. A new page, in that autumn, quietly opened with the autumn wind and flowers. ...
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The unruly of senior one was hit to pieces by the intense study and life of senior two. Gradually, I got used to this kind of life, maybe a little numb. The outline of the university can be clearly seen in my mind, and I can really feel my inner desire for my favorite university. Life suddenly became real, and I had to work hard. At first, things were bright and I was full of confidence in myself. But I don't know why, since the second semester of senior two, I can't find that kind of familiar feeling anymore, and I suddenly walked into the indescribable darkness. Several consecutive exams ended in failure. Math scores are falling like a free fall. I was scared and at a loss. After several shocks, it is still in vain. I am getting farther and farther away from my position in the last semester of Senior Two, and farther and farther away from my dream. I am at a loss, and I seem to be entangled in an irresistible stubborn disease. My mother jokingly calls this "math exam syndrome". I can only smile bitterly. Is there really no way to overcome this fear? Oh, my God!
Time flies a little scary. You never seem to keep up, so you have to chase after it desperately. In this way, I came to the threshold of senior three. People always describe senior three as terrible, as if senior three were the devil. I don't know. I have a mixed feeling about senior three. Until now, I really found that I had passed the flower season and the rainy season and was striding towards the sky of my 18 years old! One of my relatives took part in the college entrance examination this year, and his senior three has finished. He can shout, "Liberated!" College entrance examination, a rather heavy word, has suppressed many students in China. My mother often says to me half jokingly, "The last battle! Perhaps, there is no chance to come again ... "My god, how can I catch up with this season? I can't imagine what color June will be next year. Black?
There is such a proof problem:
Senior three = endless papers+a pile of reference books+a pair of glasses.
Senior three = no TV+no entertainment+no laughter.
Senior three = classroom, canteen, home+burning the midnight oil.