It was the evening after a mid-term exam. When I walked to the school gate, I saw that the sky was gray and it soon began to rain cats and dogs. I looked at the gray sky and remembered the scene and loss of mid-term exam results.

After lunch that day, the mid-term exam results came out, and I did badly in the exam. A strong sense of loss makes me have no strength at all. In physical education class, I saw all my classmates go to the Chinese teacher to get the final exam papers. They also lowered their heads and walked to the office with their thighs as if they were carrying a heavy load. There are already students waiting in line in the office, and the Chinese teacher is grading everyone's papers. I found my-97 in many papers with a score of 100. I only got 97 points on the test paper with a perfect score of 130, and suddenly I was "petrified". I didn't know what to do, so I habitually walked to the end of the line.

Before that, I had scored in math and Chinese. I got the math exam 103. You know, everyone else scored 1 10, and math has always been my strong point. This score alone is enough to hit me. Later, my English scores came out immediately and I took the exam again 103. God, everyone else is 1 10, 120, but I only got 103. I can see from the expression of my English teacher that she wants to "cut me to pieces". Now my Chinese score is only 97. God, what should I do?

Time flies, and it will be my turn soon. The Chinese teacher wants to evaluate my test paper, and my heart is like "fifteen buckets of water-seven ups and eight downs". Just then, the physics teacher came with a new batch of physics papers. My heart was pounding, only to see the head teacher go over and read. I don't know how long it took, but suddenly I heard the class teacher say something about me: "Li did well in the physics exam." My heart suddenly calmed down, and then the math teacher answered, "Li failed in the math exam this time." The English teacher also said, "He only scored 103 in English, which is the last few. What can he compare with others? " ? People are not practical at all, and the foundation is a mess. The Chinese teacher then said to me, "Did you hear that?" If you listen carefully in science class, you will be fine. What liberal arts fear most is that you are not practical. If you didn't hear what the English teacher said, you were just too playful. "

My heart suddenly collapsed like an overloaded motor, and tears kept falling like broken pearls. After the Chinese teacher's evaluation, I went back to the classroom and cried.

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It is still raining. How I wish time would stop! What should I tell my parents when I get home? They had high expectations of me, but I failed them. If time stops here, I won't go home and my parents won't be disappointed again, but it's impossible. I had to walk slowly on my way home with heavy steps.

The sky is still gray, the rain is still there, and I am still on my way home.