I really don't understand that in the adult world, there are two kinds of children, good children and bad children. In my opinion, the only criterion to judge whether a classmate is a good boy or a bad boy in the eyes of adults is the level of grades and the number of awards.
A good boy must study hard, even be hypocritical, in order to gain the esteem of his teacher, the praise of his parents and the envy of the people around him. Bad kids don't care about this. They are very happy and don't have to think so much. I heard a story about a pair of twin sisters who have been in the same class since kindergarten. No matter what they do, they are exactly the same, but there is a little difference. My sister studies very well. She is the monitor and her sister is the last one. Teachers and classmates all look down on her. There was an exam, and the questions were difficult. My sister didn't get the first place as she hoped, but she came last. My sister took the third-place paper and was very sad. The teacher thought that my sister didn't win the first prize because she was proud, so she withdrew her position as monitor, and her classmates gradually alienated her. My sister was desperate. She fell down. She doesn't work so hard anymore. My sister looked at her penultimate test paper. She is not sad, nor does she feel inferior. She is very calm, and her classmates are still lukewarm to her. She is used to all this, and she still lives comfortably and happily.
I don't know why I told this story, but I feel that good child is very hard and tired, just like her sister in the story, because she has always been the first, and once she suddenly became the third, the whole person has changed. I think, if my sister is just an average student and falls behind two or three places, no one will care so much.
I think there is nothing good about studying well, but happiness is more important.
All right, that's it.