As a student, I have nothing important to say, but I want to share my experience in preparing for the exam here.
In the first three years of junior high school, we were very happy and free. But we often hear that the fourth grade is a hell. After the final exam on the third day of June, everything came to me: the change of teachers, the increasingly difficult texts, the terrible pressure and, of course, the postgraduate exam. Your position on the list board has become the most important thing in our life. We have to study hard day and night, always from 6 am to 0 am or 2 am the next day.
But I must say that this is really an unforgettable memory in my life. Under pressure, we live to the fullest and enjoy really interesting things that we may never have cared about before. The fourth grade of junior high school is a turning point in my life. My attitude towards learning, my outlook on the world and my philosophy of life have all changed. I became positive and strong. I have also won the sincerity of many people & pure friendship, both from teachers and classmates. To some extent, I like that kind of life, because it has taught me many things that I have never learned before.
Teachers also helped me a lot. I still can't forget that my history teacher talked to me until the afternoon of April 30th, 2003 10:00, for my application. My head teacher also encouraged me, and so did my Chinese teacher. I should say that all my teachers work very hard and always ignore their sleep and diet. Even though some of them are about 50 years old and often get sick, they have never left us for a day.
The last and biggest challenge is of course the final exam, which is also my high school entrance exam. Except for the chemistry physics exam, I feel very good and comfortable. It turned out that I couldn't have done anything wrong. But on the whole, my grades are ok. So I became a student in the best high school in Hubei Province.
We, teachers and students, got together in Donghu Hotel on June 4th, 2003. The moment I said goodbye, I felt that my junior year had passed and my senior year was coming.
Today, I looked at my graduation photos again, and then I smiled.
He has hesitated, struggled, feared and doubted, just like an ordinary person would do. But he just "stayed at the door of fate", as the name of his new book says, waiting until the door opened, not leaving halfway. Then there is a brand-new world, where beautiful dreams are.