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I am an ordinary person, an ordinary student, and a teenager who grew up in an ordinary middle school.

Three years ago, in the summer, when everything was swept away by the rain, I silently dragged my luggage and came to this school with the feeling that I would not go to hell and who would go to hell. Crowded dormitories, empty playgrounds, cluttered classrooms, old desks and chairs, tasteless meals...... As if implying that this is all there is to junior high school life. After living here for a while, I realized that everything here is actually "happy". Go to class or be in a daze or sleep, chat with classmates about celebrities after class, talk about games, and buy a bunch of snacks after school to eat Hesai. Help each other during exams and fly notes left and right...... That year, I was 13 years old, my first year of junior high school, and I squandered it like this.

Life is the sea, there are the smiles of the waves, there are also the roar of the waves, in the summer vacation of the first year of junior high school and the second year of junior high school, a sudden wave slapped on me. On that day, the cicadas sounded like rain, and the sun tore through the shade of the trees. I was asked to play at her house, and I was doing her homework, her hair hanging lightly over her ears, her pen shaking deftly in her hand, and she was so serious about her homework that she didn't notice me. I walked up to her and frightened her. She led me to her room, where there was a wall of awards, saying that she was doing well in her studies and that she would definitely go to school in the city in the future. When she inquired about me, I smiled but didn't say anything, but I didn't feel good about it.

The autumn rain is falling, as if washing my heart, it is another September school season, maybe everyone should think that I will study seriously, but the funny thing is that I don't, I just have more than enough strength and lack of strength, and promoted to the second year of junior high school, our class changed the head teacher, is a young female teacher, and teaches mathematics, a subject I don't like. She couldn't control us, that period of time was a rainy day in our class, not to mention studying, even discipline was a mess. Later, she said goodbye without saying goodbye, and our class was left unattended for another month. In just half a year, there were six math teachers in our class. I don't like math in the first place, but now I can't even watch it.

There will always be something that will slap you in the face and wake up the person in your dream. In the second volume of junior high school, our homeroom teacher finally stabilized, he was a young and chic physics teacher, and the backing of physics was mathematics, so I naturally didn't like physics very much, and I didn't pay much attention to this teacher. Once in physics class, he looked at the chaotic state of our class, and got angry at us, most of what he said was blurred, but there was a sentence that kept echoing in my mind, "The second year of junior high school is almost over, if you don't work hard, what will you do to fight for the high school entrance examination!" A gentle sentence, but it crossed the heartstrings fiercely, and a piercing note popped out - the high school entrance examination.

Time gently patted the old time, the fallen leaves quietly embellished the heart, and for the first time, I paid attention to my own achievements. In this ordinary school, I was still in the second class. Why? Why can others dominate the world of learning and be a dazzling scholar, but I can only hide in the corner? I'm not reconciled! It's the same people, why are their brains so useful? "Time will not fail everyone who works hard calmly." There is an extra sentence on the title page of the book.

My first goal was math, digging out the workbook and keeping it clean. What equations, functions, how do they look like alien symbols, watching those unfamiliar faces spin in front of my face, I really can't wait to eat these questions. However, after the sadness and anger, I had to think again, and once again hold the book to consult my classmates and teachers. And just like that, I finished my first workbook. During the midterm exam, I never reached for the note again, and quietly did a set of questions. The scores came out quickly, I don't want to make too many evaluations of liberal arts, math is more than 60 points, much higher than before, but this is not what I want, I still need to keep doing problems to make myself more proficient.

It's the third year of junior high school...... The scorching heat receded again, and the summer grew old again, and this summer, I memorized all the junior high school Chinese texts, and I also brushed a lot of math problems, and I did more problems, so I naturally felt like a fish in water. In the first exam at the beginning of the third year of junior high school, I found that the paper can also be like a close friend, and that time it was immediate, my grades jumped to the first place in the class, within the top 100 in the grade, I was not surprised, but I was happy. The wind blew, blew a pool of lake water, and blew my Yingying thoughts, most of the things in the world are accidental, but there is often inevitability hidden in the accident.

The road of struggle will never be smooth sailing, and there is another subject in the third year of junior high school - chemistry. Mathematics, physics and chemistry are not separated, and my physics is muddy, and I can't help but be afraid. The physics teacher once asked me how I was studying chemistry, and I said I could understand it, and he grinned and said to me, "When you learn about acid and alkali salts, you won't know anything!" "My heart trembled, but I was inexplicably angry, I have always been a person who refuses to admit defeat, why do you degrade me so much! To prove it to him, I desperately studied chemistry. The teacher who first started teaching chemistry was very strict, which made it

I learned a little. Unfortunately, because of a little twist and turn in the class, the physics teacher resigned from the class teacher in a fit of anger and replaced it with another chemistry teacher, so our chemistry teacher was replaced and became our old class. The lectures in the old class are not bad, but the discipline in the class is not very good, few people in the class listen, for my wishes, I have asked various teachers questions countless times, countless times to search for information on the Internet, countless times immersed in the sea of questions...... I want to prove my strength to my physics teacher with my chemistry grades one day. Sometimes, I would argue with my classmates over a question. Sometimes, I am ecstatic when I understand a point. Sometimes, I put down the book in my hand, look at the blue sky, and think of copper sulfate. Time really didn't let me down, a semester passed, and in the final exam, I had a single subject of 98 in chemistry with a full score of 100. Holding the certificate of "Chemistry Master", I looked back, flowers bloomed on the road in the past, at this moment, I suddenly found that I was deeply in love with chemistry, and for the first time, I realized that learning can be so happy!

Snowflakes dotted the desolation between heaven and earth, and the howling cold wind blew the last vacation of junior high school. This year's Spring Festival, until Chinese New Year's Eve to the sixth day of the first lunar month, I did not take a step out of the house for the first time. In the sea of books, I spent my vacation. One winter break, I reviewed my liberal arts, I studied chemistry, and I learned math. The school starts again, the exam again, and this time it is a high school entrance examination paper. There are more than 500 students in the third year of junior high school, and there are only about 30 passing students, and I am the only one in my class. That's a huge achievement. However, there is one subject that makes me cry and laugh in this exam, and that is - Li Zong.

Why should physics and chemistry be on the same paper? Alas, the paper with a full score of 120, a passing score of 72, mine is 76. The score was good in my class, but I was still unhappy, perhaps because I liked chemistry so much that I didn't allow physics to drag me back. However, it is not easy to learn physics from scratch! I pulled the physics books out of the drawer, the dust on the surface was thick, and with a light dust, they flew in all directions like gray snowflakes. When I opened the book, there were only three words I had written—my name. It was a debt that I owed when I was lazy and sleeping in class, and when I shook the book, a test paper flew out, and the monthly exam paper in the second year of junior high school. Out of 100 in Physics, I only scored 23! I froze, 23 points, is this me? Turns out I owe so much to physics!

"Physics is difficult, chemistry is complicated, and math exercises can't be done." Listening to physics class is like a dream, and the young and dashing physics teacher is like singing a lullaby in class, and after a while, the class will fall asleep. I quietly looked at the exercises I didn't know and glanced at the teacher again. Do you want to ask him? Whatever, he's not an old class anyway, so I don't have to be afraid of him! So when the bell flew out and he got up to leave, I, sitting in the first row, shouted at his back, "Teacher, don't go!" I still have questions. "Oh, really?" He took the book with a very exaggerated gesture and yawned again, alas, the teacher is really like a big child, so playful, but this way I am much more natural. "These questions are for the high school entrance examination, you don't have a good foundation, do some simple ones first, follow me, I'll find you some basic questions to do." The teacher led me to his dormitory and pulled out a workbook from a pile of books. "Do this, I'll tell you." Holding the book back to the classroom, the wind kissed my face lightly along the way, the snow-white book gave me a trace of inexplicable warmth, and I found that the physics teacher was also quite good.

On one side is the start of physics, and on the other side, the horn of the first stop of the high school entrance examination has been sounded - sports. Every morning at 7:00, the morning self-study will be terminated, and we are running on the playground, the rising sun shines on our faces, youth is full of sweat, and we run seven laps - 1400 meters with sandbags tied to it. The high school entrance examination is only 800 meters, but the time is so short that it is suffocating. I've never been a sportsman, I collapsed on the playground after every training session, I couldn't catch a breath, my chest hurt terribly, and my legs were so weak that I couldn't feel it, so what? Every time the bell is pulled, we have to stand up for the long jump, throw our arms back, and try our best to "fly" forward, and after a while, our legs hurt, and the teacher said it was because of anaerobic exercise. I was holding a solid ball in my hand, and after throwing it, I fell to the ground again, as if I couldn't use all my strength. Under the morning sun, in the shade of the trees, in the sunset, and even in the moonlight, there are figures of us running hard, jumping out of the aftermath, and the crispness of the solid ball falling to the ground. At the end of a day's training, I lay in the dormitory, so tired that I wanted to go to bed immediately, but I had to take out a physics book to study. Sometimes I'm so tired that I don't want to practice, but my high school dream keeps haunting me, and I have to endure no matter how tired I am. After more than a month of training, the physical education exam left in a hurry. The physical education exam gave me not only 30 points in the high school entrance examination, but also a strong body and a strong heart. The tears and sweat that have been shed will not disappoint you the most.

The things in the class are not only studying, but also the class newspaper, art exhibition, essay competition, speech contest, and recitation contest are waiting for me to deal with. Actually, I don't want to do these things, but these are on behalf of the class, and the old class trusts me, so they always give these to me to do, which can be regarded as all-round development. The history teacher has always been concerned about my grades, and once in a quiz, Wen Zong chose 50 points, and I always scored more than 40 points

And that time I scored 38 points. I was depressed and didn't pay attention to the lectures. "You're tired, the teacher knows, I don't blame you, smile, it'll be fine." The smile on the teacher's face was so beautiful, "You will definitely be able to score 100 points, I believe you!" "It turns out that the teacher has always cared about me! In the boring study, the teacher gave me the care of early spring.

Boats sailing on the sea will always encounter wind and waves, and they will be caught off guard. When the old class once again asked me to give a May Fourth speech on behalf of the class, when the speech was repeatedly said to be lacking by the Chinese teacher, when physics was stuck in a difficult problem again, and when the math comprehensive score was always fluctuating, I finally fell ill. Lying quietly in the ward, looking at the snow-white ceiling, I recalled my efforts bit by bit, fantasized about my high school dream, and thought about it, I couldn't help but put pen to paper, and wrote a speech "Persistence, Only Worthy of Talking about Ideals" was finally recognized by the teacher. When I was sick, many classmates and teachers told me what I learned today by chatting with QQ and WeChat, and tutored those questions that I didn't know, as if this time was the happiest moment. I've also been sorting out my plans during this time. Chinese and comprehensive literature are my strengths, and I have to memorize them in the morning. I was always fluctuating in math, doing more real problems and seeking help from teachers. As for the science and theory, the difficulty lies in physics, first learn the basics, memorize the laws of formulas, and then go crazy to brush the questions, and strive to learn it in a short time.

After May Day, I went back to school. On the afternoon of May Fourth, I used my speech to awaken my perseverance and determined to fight, no matter what, I want to go to high school! The countdown to the high school entrance examination changed day by day, and every night, after dusting the chalk on my fingers, the day passed, so I fought desperately for every second. I got up at half past five in the morning, hurriedly washed up and flew to the classroom, where the students were still asleep. Unscrewed the door, picked up the language, and began to recite the comprehensive text, and the empty classroom was soon filled with my voice. I try to listen carefully in every class, I always interact with the teacher lively, I always swim in the sea of questions in the math class, the teacher Sipin is humorous, and I am always active and cheerful in class. History class was always a bit boring, so I just followed the teacher's train of thought. In physics class, I would often hold a book and ask the teacher, and the teacher would always guide me patiently, and sometimes he would talk to me about high school life. At noon, I would lie on my desk and sleep for 15 minutes, wake up to wash my face, and then brush up on my physics problems. It was already 9 o'clock after the evening self-study, and as soon as the lights went out in the class, I turned on the desk lamp, lit mosquito coils, and polished the exercises I didn't understand. After 10 o'clock, with the sound of the door of the class being locked, I walked back to the dormitory with my schoolbag, and a few stars were still shining in the sky, illuminating the road ahead of me along with the street lamp.

In the orderly study, the second battle of the high school entrance examination also kicked off - physical and chemical biology experiments. The flickering candle flame and the bright little light bulb are my patchwork figures; The extinguished match, the discolored test strip is my serious smile; Pretty clips, pungent onions on which I sparkle with beads of sweat. I spent a week in the lab. The experiment is not only a 20 score in the high school entrance examination, but also a careful thinking, a spirit of inquiry, and an understanding and love for science.

The flowers of June have already budded, and I would like to irrigate them with sweat until they are in full bloom. The big question of physics made me explore again and again, maybe the third year of junior high school is a darkness, through it, you will find that sunlight is actually at your fingertips. If you do more questions, the test paper will naturally be like a fish in water, and when you look back, you will see at a glance the nature that you once didn't know. Whenever I was tired of studying in the evening, I would go to the playground for a walk, and the cool breeze would blow my cheeks and ruffle my long hair. Looking at the lights cutting the dormitory building neatly, I would show a faint sense of grief. Sometimes, when I turn around, I find that the moon has quietly risen at some point, bringing me a hint of warmth after desolation. Maybe it's time for me to graduate, or maybe it's just the end of it. If you work hard for a long time, you will get results, good or bad.

The end of June is the day of the high school entrance examination, but also the day of separation, the last week, I used the camera to leave three years of memories, the energy of youth has long been enough to fill up the fuel tank, it is time to rush to the end of the dream. During the two days of the high school entrance examination, the sun was shining on the morning and the wind and rain on the second day, perhaps it was the sweat and tears of the candidates. On July 1, I entered my test number on the website and got the final result. Three years have passed, I have been crazy and have worked hard, these will definitely be a wealth of life!

The outcome of the high school entrance examination was very simple, I did not dominate the situation, and I was not admitted to the high school in the city, but I had a home, a high school that was not bad, and I became a quasi-high school freshman. I've grown up and I'm no longer a kid who blindly tries to be comfortable. This is the end of the story, but this is also a new beginning......

Maybe it's time for me to graduate, or maybe it's just the end of it. If you work hard for a long time, you will get results, good or bad.

The end of June is the day of the high school entrance examination, but also the day of separation, the last week, I used the camera to leave three years of memories, the energy of youth has long been enough to fill up the fuel tank, it is time to rush to the end of the dream. During the two days of the high school entrance examination, the sun was shining on the morning and the wind and rain on the second day, perhaps it was the sweat and tears of the candidates. .......................

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