In high school, I was in the best school and the best class school in the city. Compared with others, I am really not a hard-working person.
When I was a freshman, I played volleyball every day and dragged my friends around after school. What impressed me deeply was that when I first entered the school, I didn't have classes or military training. I teach myself at school every day. Then I saw that almost everyone in our class was reading high school books. Then I was playing with duct tape. When I am tired, I go to bed. When I woke up, I planned the volleyball club (at that time, my friends and I started the volleyball club in our school). I am still sad because no one in our class can play with me. I am very depressed. In short, my freshman year was a wave. I didn't do well in the final exam and was transferred to Class 2. (It used to be 1, the best class)
But in Class Two, I should still play volleyball. In May, there was a tournament, so I took part in it. In April, I didn't go to night lessons for almost several weeks. I am very happy when I play volleyball, and I am in a good mood, so learning is naturally easy. Unfortunately, I don't have many people to talk to in Class 2, but my deskmate is very good. I especially miss my previous classes, because after a semester, I am very satisfied with my previous classes. What made me make up my mind to leave Class 2 was that I came back from playing ball in May, and he missed class during recess. When I said something, he called me a pig and a dog. I was punished for standing for a night study, so I made up my mind to come back, but I still have to learn what I should learn, play when I should play, and then come back.
I often see some small editors say that many students who take the Tsinghua Peking University study late every day. I wonder if I don't deserve to enter a good school? After all, I am under great pressure to be with such a bully. There is also such a person in our class, male. He did go to Tsinghua. It is said that he brushed more than 80 sets of comprehensive papers in a winter vacation, which is really unparalleled.
In high school, in our class, I was really not a bully, and others didn't think I was a bully, because our dormitory was a wave. Every time we finish the exam, we feel that we have eaten a special dish. People brush questions in the ladies' room late at night. We eat a lot and go to bed early, which is also our favorite bedroom to dress up. At that time, I didn't even think about taking the Tsinghua exam.
Later, when the third year of high school started, I did badly in the exam and was spoken by the class teacher. The class teacher trusts me very much. At that time, I had been failing math, and he believed that I would do well in math, that is, I had to work harder to correct my attitude and so on. A few days later, I was criticized by my biology teacher and chemistry teacher. The biology teacher scolded me severely. From then on, I began to study hard and my grades improved a lot. But the winter vacation of senior three is still too bumpy for me, not as good as top student, the man who took the Tsinghua exam in our class. All the papers I brushed were single digits, and then school started ... There were only nearly 100 days left, and I began to panic. Study with a roommate for half an hour at noon every day, half an hour to an hour and a half at night, brush questions during recess and brush papers at weekends.
At that time, I felt satisfied with being admitted to Xiamen University (because I failed several times, I felt very inferior). Being admitted to Shanghai is really an eye-opener (inferiority complex). However, after the results came out, ...
this time ...
I went to Tsinghua ... completely unexpected.
So, talent ... there must be. I don't know what talent I have. Maybe it's my talent for improvising explosiveness. ...
But I can't rely mainly on talent. I am still working hard in the third year of high school! At least I study one hour more every day than when I was in Grade Two, and I study hard! Because the school has arranged a lot of study time, I have little rest time.
Attach the admission notice.
-Above the original answer.
When I woke up, there were some people in the comments section that I couldn't reply to.
After listening to my original answer, I really felt a little relaxed and arrogant, but I just condensed these three years and wrote something that impressed me. Some comments are too harsh. Let me explain. I never feel very good. Even if I am admitted to such a university, I feel that I am not qualified to be complacent. It fits what some people say. I was lucky to succeed in the college entrance examination, but even if I was lucky, I couldn't have achieved this result if I hadn't studied hard every day. But really, I am really lucky in this big exam, and my senior high school entrance exam is also the best one I have taken since junior high school.
-The dividing line.