The teachers were gradually dispersed, leaving me alone in a chair, waiting. Out of the window leaves in the wind gently touched by a slight friction sound, as if the people into the natural primitive society, I was thinking a word, think that two years ago, a word.
I cried, in the face of a failing papers, tears across the face, thinking a blank. What should I do? In the future with me will only tears; in the face of me, will only laugh. I regret, should not ignore others, arrogant.
Ten days later, I desperately silence, in exchange for a trace of pity. I cried every day with tears, how many handkerchiefs did not wipe it dry. In that period of time, life is so monotonous, as if only gray life. One day, after school, you said to me a word "tears, will only drown themselves; sweat can send you to the other side of success I wake up, can not be so depressed, I want to use the actual situation in the past, to show their true self.
So, in the classroom for a pair of positive thinking eyes; under the table more than a boy studying diligently. I am careful to treat every minute, do not miss a minute. Because my heart has a power, but also a goal, I was thinking of that goal, not far away, not far away, I was in this struggle every day ushered in another test.
