This week, we had a physical examination in the sixth grade, but this physical examination gave me a "problem" that I couldn't accept. As soon as I came back from outside, I rushed to the table tennis room, where I had a physical examination. The doctors and classmates in it were all gone, and I soon accepted one examination after another. After testing my eyesight, I can't help feeling cold and uncomfortable all over, and I have to have my eyesight tested! My eyesight, which can't be worse, will be revealed soon. I passed through there quickly, intending to leave my eyesight for the final test. When all the other items have been tested, I have to bite the bullet and walk slowly to the place where my eyesight is tested. The line is not long, so I can easily change. After I handed the physical examination form to the doctor, I rubbed my eyes severely and prayed in my heart: smelly eyes, don't embarrass me when testing my eyesight! I picked up the pen container that covered my eyes in fear and trembling and covered my right eye. The doctor used a small piece of wood to point it on the luminous map. For the first time, the doctor actually clicked the fourth row of black spots as small as sesame seeds. I frowned, so ... what's that? Obviously, my myopia is at work, and the little "e" is condensed into a black mass, so I can't see it clearly at all. I shook my head to show that I couldn't see clearly. The doctor moved the stick up one layer and pointed it at an unknown little black spot. Oh, this little "e" is a little bigger than the sesame-sized black spot before, but it's still mushy and can't be seen clearly. I quickly narrowed my eyes, hoping to see the small black spots clearly, but it was still a mass of black. I blinked twice again and shed some tears. Once in class, this trick works very well. You can see things clearly through tears. But at this time, it's useless. Looking out, everything became a ghost.
I quickly changed my method, but everything was in vain and it was still vague. I tried all kinds of methods, but it didn't work. I had to accept my fate and barely spit out four words: "... I can't see clearly". The doctor looked at the chart, shook his head helplessly and moved the stick up one layer ... As the number of layers moved up, my heart slowly tightened and my head began to sweat. Finally, I moved up three floors and finally got a good look. I stare big eyes and finally distinguish the four lines stuck together, which are "E-flat". I made a gesture, and the doctor pushed the stick aside two squares. It took me a lot of effort to see it: "left e"
After gesturing, the doctor finally stopped the small stick that had been moving. I breathed a sigh of relief, but I saw the shocking numbers on my list: alas! 4.7! Myopia!
Then the vision in the right eye is even more terrible: 4.4! Alas, I am really nearsighted. It must be caused by my carelessness in protecting my eyes! Students, if you don't want to wear ugly glasses and be a four-eyed student, you should pay attention to your usual habit of using your eyes!