The spring breeze in May is as warm as spring. The breeze with the whistle of good news blows to the students who are struggling for the beginning of junior high school. At this time, I also received an admission call from Beijing No.2 Middle School, which opened the door to junior high school life for me. After learning from this painful experience, I wrote some articles about the past to record my compressed memories in recent years. ...
I have been a good student in my class since I was a child, and I have done well in my school courses. My life from grade one to grade three is purely a "completely happy childhood". Finish your school homework every day and play the piano for a while, then you can play. At that time, my only extracurricular classes were painting and piano. Mom thinks I can relax at a young age and get good grades, so I don't have to go to those extracurricular classes at all. My mother even stopped my only English class and asked me to learn to draw. Therefore, when others are crazy in class, constantly studying, and constantly going uphill, I am still completely relaxed, and my mother has not paid attention to the increasingly fierce competition. Unconsciously, I opened a growing gap with my classmates at the same starting line. The length of this gap is three years.
Three years! How long will it take me to catch up with others' efforts in these three years? When I found out, it seemed too late. At that time, my English and math were only top-notch in the school curriculum, and my Olympic math level was even more flattering. I can only start from scratch.
Xiaoshengchu is a fork in the road. There are n paths for you to choose from, but not all of them can lead to success. Including unimpeded highways, ordinary roads that are easy to walk but will be blocked by traffic, potholed dirt roads, dark roads without street lamps ... and students will also go to these different roads to choose their own lives in the next three years. And for the future, for success, I am heading for the expressway of key middle schools.
So, when I was in grade five or six, I fell into the sea of books. Gong Yi, Gong Er, Hope Cup, Trinity Spoken Piano, Vocal Music, Spring Bud Cup, the training class organized by No.2 Middle School, and the elite class of Liu Kai, the teacher of Olympic Mathematical Network. Teacher Liu's class is lively and interesting, which makes me really realize the wonder of mathematics and the beauty of walking in the mathematical world. But then again, the avalanche of courses is really breathless. The period before each exam is my hardest day. I got home at 10 o'clock in the evening and disappeared from my world on Saturday and Sunday. To tell the truth, I have complained and been angry about this life. But in the end, I deeply realized that Xiao Sheng was fighting for strength, not a dream. One doer is better than a hundred dreamers. I am studying for my future now. I study hard because I want to fly higher and farther.
The day before I went to the exam in No.2 Middle School, I completely relaxed my mind. Over the past few years, I have wasted a lot of energy, time and money, and sacrificed a lot of rest time. Mom and dad are busy getting information and preparing resumes. With these efforts, I should succeed. Anyway, I have no regrets, because I tried.
/kloc-On the morning of May, 0/3, in No.2 Middle School, the first thing to do was to quantify the score. I showed my resume to the teacher: three good grades in school for six years in a row, three good grades in district for three years in a row, three good students in Beijing, Grade 8 in piano, Grade 8 in vocal music, Grade 3 in spoken English, Public English, Spring Bud Cup for four years in a row, and many certificates in competitions. The teacher gave me a slightly surprised and pleasantly surprised smile.
After I entered the oral English examination room, I was not nervous at all. What I have to do now is to show my best side to the examiner. The examiner asked me several seemingly simple English questions, such as what do you think of surfing the Internet and what you can do for the 2008 Beijing Olympic Games, and I answered them tactfully and fluently. Time is not long, the examiner asked me to go back, I feel very confused.
At lunch that day, my father's cell phone suddenly rang. After hanging up the phone, my father told me with a smile that I was admitted to No.2 Middle School!
Years of unremitting efforts have finally paid off! Surprised, I secretly made up my mind to continue to be the leader of No.2 Middle School.
Facing the fork in the road at the beginning of Xiaoshengchu, I sang the song of triumph all the way; Looking at the blue sky in the future, I will fly higher and farther!