letter of complaint

Dear teacher:

Today, I write this critical letter to you with 120,000 guilt and 120,000 regret, in order to show you that I hate the bad behavior of playing truant and my determination never to play truant again. As early as when I first entered this class, you repeatedly stressed that the whole class should not be late or absent from class. At that time, the teacher's instructions over and over again were still in my ears, and my serious expression was still in my eyes. I was deeply shocked and deeply realized the importance of this matter, so I repeatedly told myself to take this matter as a top priority and not to disappoint the teacher's painstaking efforts.

However, as Gorky said-when you take one thing seriously, hardships and failures will follow. For example, when I do exercises in the morning, I wash and dress up at 5: 50 and watch too much time. I even put a little mousse on my head, but when I came to the playground, I found no one there. I woke up just as I was anxiously looking around to see if anyone was there. All the shots just now were dreams. I looked at my watch. It's 6: 30, damn it. It's my fault that I take getting up too seriously, even thinking at night and dreaming in the morning! Alas, helpless. Another time, I was taking a bath in high spirits, and I was ready to go to class after taking a shower. But after taking a shower, I came to the front of the dormitory room and found that there was no one inside, and I forgot to bring my key and was locked out. I was not allowed to wear clothes. I was only wearing a pair of shorts, and I didn't even have a chance to go out for help! Suddenly, we missed an extremely vivid class carefully prepared by the teacher and a knowledge feast painstakingly managed by the teacher. Depressed, depressed! This little key made me fall heavily on my way to school! But in the final analysis, it is because of my carelessness and ignorance of my roommate's departure time. Looking back on that time and looking around now, I should have gone out to call my roommate regardless of immorality, and I have to go to class until I die! However, it is too late to regret, and it is too late to regret! I don't want to talk about other things, such as misreading the timetable, the clock stopped and the alarm clock broke. I know these reasons can't be established, because these problems can only be blamed on me, and they haven't reached the level that a modern college student should understand the problems well. Failing to repay the teachers' hard work, I feel more and more clearly that I am a sinner! ! !