Once upon a time, I was an ignorant teenager, sitting in a noisy primary school classroom in a thin shirt, studying numbly according to the wishes of teachers and parents. Without direction and pursuit, at that time, my mind was full of adults teaching children "four letters" and studying hard.
This mechanized learning method did not bring me superior academic performance, nor did it bring me the "title" related to poor students. My education is average, and my academic performance is average. There is neither the idea of working hard nor the idea of giving up studying. But what happened in a class in physical education class made my grades drop rapidly, and at the same time it stung my numb nerves!
In the early morning of early summer, the warm sunshine has already spread all over the earth, and the fields and campuses are full of vitality. Our school has always had the habit of exercising in the morning. After all, a day's work lies in the morning! As usual, I shuttled through the playground with sweat and pressure. I didn't stop to have a rest by the basketball until my leg protested badly.