Learning is a hard process. In the process of learning, we will more or less taste the ups and downs brought by learning. Learning is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat.

In the face of the sudden exam results, we deeply feel the bitter feeling that the results have plummeted. However, all the bitterness or pain does not exceed 24 hours. Under the teacher's good advice, we beat the drums again, and the students with solid foundation set their ambitions and strive for the upper reaches. The students with general basic knowledge have also advanced by leaps and bounds, immersed themselves in hard work and tried to strengthen themselves with the same way of learning and thinking, so that they won the next gold medal nomination. And I came from a mediocre foundation. When I fail the exam in Sun Shan, I will become sad and even unable to extricate myself. I think learning is full of ups and downs, and only when stimulated will there be a subconscious explosion. However, learning not only has ups and downs, but also has fun in suffering. Learning is still a process of enjoyment, such as what you have learned, what you have experienced, what you have gained from it, and what you have understood. For example, if you read some biographies and novels of celebrities, you will feel the success stories of celebrities and the life experiences of the protagonists in the novels, which will give you great shock. It can not only increase your extracurricular knowledge, but also let you know about the world of great migration. It gives you an immersive feeling, and learning is a lifelong benefit. In my memory, primary school is my best study time. Because I have good memories, I deserve to be proud and conceited. I was very happy when I was studying in primary school. In class, the teacher lectures seriously. Some students said that the teacher was talking about something that made us fall asleep, but we didn't listen at all. But I don't think so, but I listened with relish. No matter what the problem is, I can solve it easily. Chinese, in particular, is my love for Chinese.

I remember once, the teacher assigned a composition, which was completed in two classes, with 600 words. You don't have to go home until you finish it. Hearing this, the students panicked. Some of them looked around, and some quarreled, saying that they couldn't write, so don't push us. I'm afraid they can't write it because they have racked their brains. So, I tried my best to write my composition. I excitedly walked to the teacher with my impromptu composition. I am proud to say, teacher, I have to hand in my papers. The teacher was a surprise, and the students were stunned when they looked at me. The teacher announced to the students that Xiaolong's excellent work was quite good, and it was completed in just over ten minutes. Later, the teacher will copy it down and give it to you as a model essay. You have to learn from him, you hear me? Hearing this, thunderous applause rang out from the audience, which made me happy, and my heart was sweeter than eating honey. The next time, the students were busy writing, and I was the only one reading novels. I couldn't put it down for my beloved Romance of the Three Kingdoms and read it eagerly. I threw myself into the story of the novel without hesitation. I didn't know how to write a composition after class, and I didn't react until my classmates hit me. I just woke up like a dream. Write what? Composition! Xiaowu gnashed his teeth: "I called you three times!" " "I immediately applied what I learned:" Isn't Liu Bei going to call Zhuge Liang carelessly? "He was very angry with me, and he wanted to die. He doesn't know who Zhuge Liang is! I said, "Well, I was wrong. "Write a composition! I just read more books and write like a god. To put it simply, I should observe life carefully, find problems, and see the big picture from a small place ... I explained to him in detail that he was confused and finally left with anger. I looked down at my book as usual, as if I were possessed.

I neglected the world around me. Suddenly, my skin was slapped, and I woke up from a dream again. I saw the teacher's hand on my shoulder, and his eyes were aggressive. After I looked at the teacher's strange eyes, I suddenly felt creepy and uneasy, fearing that the teacher would accept my book. The teacher has a smile on her lips. "You can go home." I felt a sort of surge of relief. I was so nervous just now that I saw a ghost. After listening to his words, I suddenly realized. It turns out that I am the only one in the class who meets the requirements of the teacher. I was so excited that I quickly closed the book and stood up: "I love you, teacher." I thought there was another class just now, but I didn't expect it to be over so soon. Thank you for reminding me. Goodbye, teacher. " Then, I walked out of the classroom in high spirits, and my classmates stared at me with envy until I disappeared without a trace. Maybe a good memory is short-lived, but it is always a memory and worth cherishing. The good study time in primary school was fleeting, and I was easily admitted to junior high school. After junior high school, my arrogant nature is still stubborn. I know that I study carefree in such a good environment in key classes. A classmate reminded me that he said that if you are admitted to key schools and key classes, you can make persistent efforts to be admitted to high school. The key is to test your efforts. I often regard his words as going in one ear and out the other, thinking that I have a little foundation in primary school and can't learn anything.

In class, the teacher taught very carefully. I was too crazy to see, but I didn't listen when I saw it. After class, I spent most of my time with my classmates in laughter. I spent most of my time reading novels and didn't devote myself to the teacher's study and education. I also read some science fiction and horror novels. I didn't do exercises with Ben. The whole class thinks my textbook is the latest and smells like new paper. I keep falling, and I can't extricate myself. In the final exam, other students are famous all over the world. I really fell into Sun Shan and was kicked into the regular class by the teacher. After I was demoted to the regular class, I was sad again and again. I became an alternative student in my class and the object of their cynicism. Living in a world of strangers' faces every day, studying and living is simply terrible. The style of study in the class is comparable to my last class. This is a different world. The students in the classroom are noisy, hundreds of times more noisy than the vegetable market. It's the right place at the right time! Environmental sanitation is also very bad, and no one cares about piles of garbage. As soon as people pass by, flies fly everywhere. In the past, my class said that the style of study deserved its reputation, and reading at noon in the morning was loud and pleasant. Speaking of environmental sanitation, it is so clean that you can't see the soft dust on the floor and ceiling. I suddenly felt sad and sorry. I regret my lost teachers, classmates and my classroom and dormitory. What I regret more is the learning environment I lost. Fish will suffocate without water, and it's worse for me to lose my study than to die! Back in the dormitory, I was laughed at by many roommates. If he was expelled from our class, it would vibrate back and forth in my eardrum. I was ashamed. But another crooked sentence demonstrated to my eardrum in www.99zuowen.com: "What if the key class comes down?" As rubbish as we are. " I can't stand it any longer. I am like a balloon about to explode, and I will be threatened at any time. I made up my mind to study hard. I want to dig it out. I want to get out of the way. From that moment on, I got up earlier than the chicken and went to bed later than the cow every day. I always thought I had to study hard. Learning is my way out. I won't follow them to live a game life and waste my youth.

Every time I walk on the ancient road on campus and watch the trees on both sides fall leaves, a sad warm current flows out of my body. I don't know whether I am the departure of leaves, the pursuit of the wind, or the retention of trees. I don't know whether the teacher gave up or I lost it before I knew how to cherish it. When going to the canteen to queue up for dinner, the students in the ordinary class cut in line mercilessly to eat with their primary school brothers and sisters, as if they had never eaten before. My heart is particularly blocked: "I didn't hurt them, they are not beggars, and even beggars are not as explosive as them." I recall the picture I took before of our class queuing for dinner in an orderly way. As clear and vivid as what happened yesterday. Think how wonderful it is! When I returned to the classroom after lunch break, a thick smell of smoke came to my nose. I glared, but ignored it, because I knew my goal was to study, not to mind my own business. Although they smoked noisily during lunch break, I still looked at the guide book and recalled the civilized dormitory where our class was too quiet to hear mosquitoes. After the comparison, I don't think it is necessary to compare. I can't compare with Ben now. I keep reading books to fill my unbalanced mind. After lunch break, I was as tired as a broken puppet. I'm so tired, I moved and I still feel pain. Panda's eyes are clearly visible on my outline. However, in order to study, I did not hesitate to be strong. After putting on my shoes, I stumbled on my way to the teaching building. A familiar face, her mouth spit out a pity greeting to me: "Xiaolong, how are you?" Are you all right? " I patted my chest twice. "I'm fine." Although there are 10 thousand bad things in my heart, I can bear it and let others not worry about me. As soon as I got back to the classroom, I took out astronomy, geography, English and mathematics without hesitation.

I began to study astronomy, constantly dealing with English ABCD, and had a contest with mathematics and physics. The role of mathematics and physics makes me sigh. I am deeply impressed by the sound, light, electricity and force of physics, and I am deeply impressed by the soap reaction of chemistry. I think it is necessary for me to learn math and physics well, and I am not afraid of the world without it. I don't think it's enough just to learn these well. I am a man and nature who still study biology seriously. I also slowly learn British standard English, breaking the situation that reading English is like reading a gobbledygook. I constantly strengthen my own language, in my pen, engraved my indelible mark on the book. In the evening, as soon as I got back to my sad dormitory, I wrapped myself in a quilt and turned on my small desk lamp, like a lantern, but the quilt was very thick. The light was weak, I just didn't notice it. I stayed up all night, reading under the quilt. I was dizzy, my limbs ached, I was exhausted, I was sleepy again and again, and I forcibly blocked it. Sometimes, I am so tired that I close my eyes and fall down. I didn't give up. Although my limbs are very tired, my learning heart has never died. Although my brain is almost out of control, it's like a volcano will erupt again. Still studying in the middle of the night. Listening to the crowing of chickens and the snoring of classmates, I have an impulse to sigh how time flies. I always wonder why I need to sleep for a long time before I die. Thinking about thinking, I am even more absent-minded. The fifth watch has passed, the flashlight has become dim, and the counseling book is very thin. This is the result of my sleepless night! It actually sneered at me: "Can you turn me over again?" I read it back and forth as the book wished.

I feel deeply tired: "Xiaolong, you broke the biological clock and you won." At this time, the school bell rang, and I smiled. It's no big deal. I turned off the lights, closed my books, got up and cleaned up, had breakfast, and went to the classroom to study. My study life goes on like this. Until the final exam, I was admitted to the top ten of the whole grade. My amazing achievements attracted the attention of the headmaster and the teachers' attention. Last semester, especially because of my outstanding grades, the principal and teachers decided to pull me back to the key class for training. After receiving the notice, I was so happy that I could finally get out of the ordinary class, out of the place where I was laughed at and out of my own way. I went back to my previous class; I went back to the civilized dormitory where I wanted to live; I returned to my warm learning environment; My efforts finally paid off, and teachers and classmates paid more attention to me. I am no longer an alternative who is ridiculed, and my study life has become more interesting. In the senior high school entrance examination, due to my abnormal performance, I missed out on the city key high school and was only admitted to the county key high school. Although I am sorry, I am very satisfied, because I have worked hard and paid, and I think it is worth it. The study life I recalled has come to an end here, and the future study is still waiting for me to face it. Learning is really a bittersweet process. I think it's never too late to study.