The sky was gray, obscuring the arrogance of the sun in its former past. On the earth, autumn is coming, and the weather is cold, so as to cast coldness on the earth. The exam is over, I don't feel very good, my mood is a little lost, my face is a little pale, my head is a little dazed, and I look even more dignified in this solemn environment.

So I walked alone in the garden. Secretly swept a gust of wind from my side and sent Chairman Mao's poem: "The annual autumn wind is strong." "The autumn wind struck my heart strongly and chilled my whole body. With difficulty, I lifted my feet and continued to move forward in the wind. The wind whistled and blew off the leaves on the trees, making the leaves seem to be about to achieve the feat of "turning into spring mud and protecting flowers". Looking at the falling yellow leaves, someone said, "How beautiful, like a few golden butterflies." But it seems to me that they are just a few weak "pieces of paper", and if you want to say that it is like a butterfly, dare you ask if it can fly in the sky?

I stepped forward, trying to raise my hand to catch the "pieces of paper" that were about to be buried as specimens. I wonder if God is trying to play tricks on me? Just as I was about to stretch out my hand, a strong gust of wind blew up, and it blew away a few weak pieces of paper, and soon the "pieces of paper" fell not far ahead; However, the wind blew a few more blades and sent the blades to the sky again, and just like that, the wind sent the blades to the sky again!

"What, the leaves fluttering in the sky are really golden butterflies?" My heart was strongly shaken, the leaves could not fly, but in the strong wind, they could really soar in the sky; However, not all the leaves in the strong wind can soar in the sky, only the kind of tough, strong leaves can really become beautiful butterflies. It is not a pity that the leaves have fallen, it can be turned into nutrients to moisten the mother tree; What's more, it has dreams and a strong and tenacious heart, waiting for the strong autumn wind to send it to the sky and soar freely.

It turned out that the strong wind was the same test as this one, and it hit my heart, and those leaves were those of us who seemed to have failed! And I don't want to be a "weak" piece of paper, I want to be that strong leaf. As long as you have a dream, a tenacious and strong heart, you will still turn into a golden and beautiful butterfly in the strong autumn wind, flying higher and farther.

"Ding-" The signal of the end of the exam has been sent, and the tense heartstrings of the students have also relaxed, and one after another is a group of three and a pile of five to answer each other. Some people are smiling, some are calm as water, some are sad, and some are depressed...... And my mind went blank, I just wanted to escape from this tense atmosphere and breathe in the fresh air after the rain.

When I walked to the door of my classroom, a classmate asked me to match her with the answer, and I really didn't want to know how wrong I was in advance, so I handed her the heavy note and let her read it for herself.

I turned around and wanted to go to the lawn, but I was stopped by my Chinese teacher and asked me to send my homework to their class. I dressed up as a good student and helped her run. Walked into the classroom, hurriedly explained his intention to a little fat man, handed him the note, and prepared to go back to the classroom. The little fat man grabbed me and asked suspiciously, "How many shifts is this?" I said impatiently, "Your class." Hearing this, he took a long breath and said slowly, "This is the homework of Class 5, and I am not." I was dumbfounded, feeling hateful and ridiculous, handed the note to a boy who claimed to be in class five, and walked away.

This small episode after the exam changed my boredom. I bounced back to the classroom, easily picked up my papers, and went to eat. On the way home, my friend and I answered the same thing. Seeing that I had made a lot of mistakes, I couldn't help but feel a little lost. But thinking back to the little episode just now, I couldn't help but laugh again. My friend looked at me suspiciously, and I told her about the episode, and my friend giggled. I told her again, "In reality, there are as many worries as there are happiness." My friend nodded approvingly.

I had never felt the sun burn so hot, like thousands of daggers slashing through my skin. After crying all night, I stood on the balcony with dark circles under my eyes and looked into the distance.

Pedestrians on the road walked quietly and peacefully. The vendors selling watermelons gathered together and happily fought the landlords. Dogs frolicking happily on the lawn, flowers swaying in the wind in the sun. - I shouldn't have broken this harmony.

One foot has already stuck out of the railing, as if in the next second I will be like the heroine in the TV series who jumps off like a butterfly with her wings on the high city wall, and I will disappear. I smiled and shook my head: this is not a TV series. - But that's fine, you don't have to accept the bad results.

After several hesitations, he staggered up the railing, but was so frightened that he was dizzy and hurriedly jumped down. scolded himself in his heart for being useless, and climbed up cautiously again, but he was directly frightened and fell to the ground.

I hugged my head and cried, and my body was still shaking violently. Almost instantly, I felt the horror of death; Almost instantly, I completely dismissed the idea of stepping into the eternal step between birth and death.

He opened the space, and the words "go to the rooftop to play" still filled my eyes. Flipping quickly, everyone was immersed in the deep sadness after the exam. But it suddenly occurred to me that it was just an exam at best. Well, of course, everyone is happy. It's bad, but it's a temporary downturn. Instead of "betting on a tomorrow with the world with a few papers", it is better to "earn a future with actions in a down-to-earth manner".

I was amazed at how quickly I was relieved. Open the client and delete the negative "talk" you send one by one.

Students always say that "after exams" is the difference between good days and bad days. But I want to say, at such a young age, where did the good days and bad days come from? As long as you live, you will be happy every day; As long as you live, there is no obstacle that cannot be overcome. Don't waste your life after the exam; Don't be too complacent after the exam.

I think that "after the exam" will always be just a word for time, and if you can pass the exam, you will definitely work harder. If not, I hope there will be no surprise.

As a student, the most feared thing is exams; The most worrying thing is also the exam; The most worrying thing is the exam. However, as a person with feelings, the most feared thing is the end; The most feared thing is also the end; The sorrow of all is the end. As a student who works hard in the examination room, the most fearful, worried, and sorrowful thing is that the exam is over.

During the three days of high school entrance examination life, what I remember most is the sentence "the exam is over" by the female voice of the system. The first subject is Chinese, in the last fifteen minutes after the bell rang, I was unhurried to the composition to end a satisfactory end, and then slowly check the answer sheet that was written very neatly, suddenly the piercing bell rang, a system female voice sounded "the exam is over", at that time the feeling in my heart was the kind of coin thrown upwards, open hands, but did not fall, and hands were open at a loss.

At that time, I was very sad, sad and speechless, just listening to the classmates around me laughing at themselves one by one, I didn't do well in the exam, I was going to die or something, and my brain was blank, I didn't feel how bad I was in the exam, but I felt good, but I didn't know why I was so sad. I forgot how I walked out of the exam room and returned to the class, sitting in the classroom, the phrase "the exam is over" kept ringing in my ears, I never thought I would be so vulnerable, I walked into the exam room with full confidence, only to be defeated by the phrase "the exam is over".

There were two exams in the afternoon, and I told myself to relax, and I tried to cheer myself up. I was very relaxed and confident during the exam, but when the last bell rang and the system said "...... is over" again, I was sad again, I don't know why, and the same was true for every subsequent exam.

I know, I'm really afraid of the phrase "the exam is over", it means that the subject I have worked hard for three years is over here, whether it is good or bad, I can't change it, and the proof of my three years of hard work is also over at this moment. "The end of the exam" means that my three-year life is over, and the joy and sorrow in this school are over, what I am afraid of is not the end of the exam, but the end of too much after the exam, the end of this exam, the end of this semester, the end of this school, the end of this class, the end of this group of people.

The last exam was chemistry, and when there was still about a minute before the end, I put down the pen in my hand and calmly waited for the bell to ring, waiting for the sentence "the exam is over".

"Zero, zero, zero, the exam is over", I sighed a long breath and tried to raise the corners of my mouth, I knew that everything was over, and I entrusted my future to three days, seven exams, seven papers, seven exams, and seven exams. I'm not sad and relieved of all this. I began to wait for the results with a different mood.

The first time the Yiren looked at things was so transparent, Wang Yuhao was stunned and showed a surprised expression.

Time flies, time flies. Passed by me. Before I knew it, the mid-term high school exam was coming in anticipation from my classmates, and I was about to usher in the first mock exam of my third year of high school.

The exam was very short, as if in a dream, and after the exam I still had nightmares every night. Oh my God, this is horrible, I can't stand it falling on my head. It's one of the most common things I say when I wake up from a nightmare. But I was much calmer when I got the news that I had failed my math test on Monday, so weird? But whatever, a stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. The nightmare is finally gone from me.

Yes, the exams passed, like a dream. The bright red 89 seemed to tell me that I still have to work hard, and all the fantasies about the exam came to naught at the moment when the report card was issued. I regret it, I sigh, but what's the use? Most of the students in the class who did well sighed like me, but who can blame for this?

There is no regret medicine to buy in life, since you have failed, you have to learn to bear it, and what is the use of only focusing on the past? You will only ignore the present moment, when this moment becomes the past, all tomorrow becomes this moment, when the next test comes, you will only sadly find that you are still in the past, not knowing how to forge ahead. When you gently turn the page on the first test of history, you will find that your life has always been spent in sighs. Spend your life doing it.

Therefore, I think, the exam will pass, you can't just sigh for this exam, this is just a small model, not the college entrance examination, you will experience one exam after another on the road of life, people can't be depressed forever! Raise your head, look up at the sky, tomorrow will still be brilliant.

And so it passed.