With hesitation, fear, and worry, I entered my senior year of high school. Once upon a time, whenever I looked at this mysterious and unfamiliar classroom in my senior year, it always gave me a sense of awe.

I have asked my junior high school junior countless times what it is like: some people say that it is a high mountain, and you need to grasp a rope of faith and strive to climb up; Some people say that it is a sailing ship, as long as you set a goal and grasp the ideal oars, you will be able to pierce its illusory coat and appreciate its sacred beauty; Some say it's a desert, barren, harsh; Some say it's valley, lonely, boring. This day came slowly and quietly.

I fight in the sea of questions every day, Wang Yuhao, Xu Chong, Zhang Yanan, Zhang Jasmine and other students are like this, without the vitality of the first and second years of high school, every day is a mountain of homework, and the feeling of a mountain of pressure is great.

The class in the third year of high school was so quiet that you could hear a pin falling from the ground.

The teacher stood outside the door and stopped for a while, thinking that he could catch a few troublemakers, but the teacher found that the class was so quiet, and the silence was a little uncomfortable for the teacher.

If you don't study every day, Wang Qiang also lay on the table and began to study seriously.

The teacher walked leisurely to the lectern and looked at everyone.

The students were concentrating on their homework, and they didn't notice that the homeroom teacher was coming.

Wang Yuhao stood up suddenly, and stood up with a loud voice, so that all the students were transferred from the original thing.

When the math teacher saw this situation, he couldn't help but talk about his life in the third year of high school.

Children, today we are entering the third year of high school together and embarking on the journey of directly hitting the college entrance examination. The word college entrance examination is displayed in the solemn appearance of black and red letters in television, newspapers, and various counseling books. In the eyes of the teacher, it is an examination of years of work; For parents, it is a transit point for the future of future generations; And for you students, its significance is not only the result of hard work, but also a signpost of which social class you live in in the future.

Countless expectations, countless happiness, and countless bitterness are touched, maintained, and practiced by these two words. The third year of high school is not only a huge springboard for the college entrance examination, but also a training ground that should be filled with the smell of pre-war gunpowder in the eyes of countless people, a melting pot of thousands of strange-shaped stubborn iron cast into combat machines of the same shape. You have to hold on.

Success or failure is in this move, if you hold on, you will win, if you don't hold on, you will be eliminated.

The students listened to the teacher's speech and fell silent.

Wang Yuhao secretly vowed: "In the last year of high school, I must study hard and strive to get into a good university." ”

Wang Qiang also changed his original view of learning: "I think I can learn a little bit now." ”

In the liberal arts class, the teacher on the blackboard was spitting on the math problems that people didn't understand, and almost half of the classroom was sleeping on their desks. Now the students are actively listening carefully if they don't understand.

Iren propped his chin in one hand and stared out the window. She likes to sit by the window because she can see the handsome guys playing basketball on the court. That handsome guy with great looks, excellent grades, and perfection to the point of almost being a mess.

She still remembers that on the day she first met Xu Chong, it was raining lightly. She didn't bring an umbrella with her, and hurried from the classroom to the school gate. He sped past her on a motorcycle, muddy water splashing on the side of the road wetting her long white dress. The big stain on the white dress was unusual, and she was immediately angry. He took off his canvas shoes and threw them at his back, impartially, right behind him. He stopped the car and walked over to her angrily, his hand clutching her shoes.

Ask him, "Do you know what you're doing?" His voice was angry, and his amber eyes were as dark as the stars of the night, and he frowned beautifully.

Yiren thought, how can there be such a good-looking person, so that he can see as if everything in front of him has lost its color. But she still didn't forget the fact that her beloved dress was soiled by him, and she was just as angry at his amber eyes. "You stained my favorite dress!"

He was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and smiled very nicely. He patted her on the head and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't see it." I'm sorry. ”

At the end of the day, he didn't care about her in her skirt and pulled her into the back seat, and then sent her home. Xu Chong will never forget the sound of his heart beating violently when he leaned on his back. From that time on, he broke into all her lives.

She thought that liking him should be a simple thing.

She buried herself in her thoughts, but she didn't know that the bell had already rang for the end of class. "Joey, someone is looking for it!" Jasmine Zhang's angry voice pulled her back to reality.

Since she got acquainted with Xu Chong, most of the time she was around Xu Chong, and slowly the girls' attitude towards her began to become indifferent, even the best classmates Zhang Yanan and Zhang Jasmine, she was used to it. She packed her schoolbag and walked out, Xu Chong, who was dressed in a white ball suit, leaned half on the railing, and the setting sun hit his hair, emitting a dazzling light, stabbing her so much that she couldn't open her eyes.

"Why are you stunned?" Xu Chong saw her standing still.

"Where do I have?" The Iraqi retorted.

Yiren has become a housegirl during this time, doing nothing every day, and slowly, the summer vacation is about to be boiled by her. She tossed and turned on the bed and wondered how to bring Xu Chong closer to her. But after thinking about it, she couldn't think of any way, and in the end, she really had no choice but to call Zhang Jasmine and ask her.

Jasmine Zhang seemed to be outside, and there was a noise on the other end of the phone, and she yelled as soon as Yiren finished speaking. "I said you're stupid! How could I have known such an idiot as you? You can't figure out something as simple as that. ”

"What's wrong with me?" Ito really didn't understand why she said that about herself.

"What's wrong? Aren't you going to prepare for the college entrance examination? You just call Xu Chong and ask you to review your homework! And the teacher also emphasized that the students should help each other and learn from each other's strengths. If you say that, he probably won't refuse.

Joy slapped his head in realization. "Huh? Yes, I can ask him to help me review, why didn't I think of such an easy thing? ”

The authorities are obsessed with bystanders, and those who are in love are like fools. Jasmine Zhang covered her mouth and snickered.

You're a fool, people are a combination of beauty and intelligence. Yiren said arrogantly.

Next, Yiren began to call Xu Chong, and called several times before he finally picked up.

"Yiren?" His tone was pleasant, and he sounded very happy.

"What are you doing, why didn't you answer the phone just now?" Yi is angry.

"Oh, I didn't hear my phone in the room just now. What's wrong? ”

"Come and help me review my homework, aren't you the first in the grade?" Yi Renyu secretly smiled and said, didn't he claim to be helpful.

"Alright, I'll go over now." Xu Chong's gentle voice came out of the phone.

After Xu Chong hung up the phone, Yiren held the phone and became excited, and jumped on the sofa alone for a long time. It wasn't until the doorbell rang that she stopped to brush her messy hair and pull up her clothes before slowly opening the door. As soon as the door opened, Xu Chong stood at the door in a brown windbreaker, and Yiren was a little stunned. No matter how long he has watched it, Xu Chong is still so good-looking.

Xu Chong stretched out his hand and patted her forehead, "Joey, what are you doing?" ”

"Shhhh......h

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Yanan, a classmate behind Xu Chong. She was wearing a white coat and looked at her with a shallow smile. "Yiren, I'm bothering too, it's okay, right?"

"Uh, it's okay" Suddenly, the little excitement in his heart disappeared, and he actually came with Yanan.

"Ah, it's cold, why are you still standing at the door?" He said that this passed her into the door, and Yanan followed him in, looking at the sofa that she had just made a mess, and she couldn't get off her feet.

"Joey, was your house ransacked?" Xu Chong said as he cleaned up.

"Oh, looted!" She didn't care to take a drink out of the fridge.

Yiren handed the milk to Yanan, "I'm sorry, it's only ice, can you?" ”

Yanan took it and smiled at her, "It's okay. Your home looks very warm, aren't your aunts at home? ”

Went to work. The Iren responded.

As they spoke, Yi and Yanan chatted enthusiastically.

"By the way, didn't you ask me to come and review it for you?" Xu Chong cocked his feet and leaned comfortably.

She pursed her lips, "That was just now, and I'm not in the mood now!" ”

Alas, girl, turning your face is really faster than turning a book.

What did you say? Yiren retorted with Zhang Yanan.

Only then did Xu Chong realize that he had said the wrong thing. Instantly quickly changed the topic.

"Xu Chong!" Zhang Yanan was afraid that we would quarrel, so he pulled the corner of Zhang Yanan's clothes. This is extremely dazzling in the eyes of the Yiren.

"I don't know as much as you!" Don't overdo it.

"Yiren, Xu Chong doesn't have a heart, don't care." Yanan defended him, and Yiren's heart became even more depressed, when did Xu Chong need her Zhang Yanan to explain the meaning of his words for him?

"I know!" Joey's tone was a little stiff, and although she knew she shouldn't be, she couldn't help it.

", you're good at Chinese, I happen to be good at math, I can teach you!" Zhang Yanan still said, and Yiren pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"Thank you!"

His eyes looked at Xu Chong intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes were on Zhang Yanan's body, and his expression could not be changed. She suddenly felt that she was not as good as Zhang Yanan, she studied well, had a good family background, was gentle, and was still an art student who could dance. This kind of girl is probably what all boys will like. And she, nothing compares to her.

No wonder, even Xu Chong likes her......

However, as we enter the third year of high school, it's time to shift our focus.

The rain is quiet, the flowers and trees fall into a dream, it is waiting for the morning light. The lonely cloud is out of the country, and there is nothing to tie up, that is waiting for the rainbow.

The writer is eighth-level and has a wandering heart, which is waiting for the reader's resonance. Sima Qian endured humiliation and made it (Historical Records), which achieved the swan song of the historian and the rhyme of separation; Gou Lie down and try the courage to destroy the Wu State, and create the feat of 3,000 Yue Jia can swallow Wu: we strategize and directly attack the college entrance examination to defeat the self and make it a real dream.