My name is beautiful. Beautiful? No, my life is not good at all. Not good? I think so, too. My grades are not good, so I have a bad day. Alas, I don't know who gave me such an unlucky name, so I followed it every day. "Oh, why don't you do your homework again?" Miss Chen shouted at me angrily, "Come to my office!" " Homework brother, why do you always torture me? Alas, that bitterness in my heart! Just like the Yangtze River! Just when I was sad, a notebook "pia" was thrown in front of me. I looked up and saw Mr. Wu looking at me coldly. A few words popped out of his mouth: "Give me a blank book and I'll help you?" "I, I, I&; I don't know how many times I have said "I". "I what me? Say! " Teacher Wu's voice suddenly became louder, which scared me out of a heart attack. "Make it up for me right away." Teacher Wu has a deep voice. That sound really hurt my heart like a thunderbolt in a clear sky. Oh, my God, make up your homework! Ding, class is over. I make up my homework, but I really want to have a rest! My arm is too sour, like a jewel in my hand, I can't lift it. When I got home, my father's face was so black that it was a slap in the face and then a scolding, like a mighty rain. Then move out a pile of newly bought exercise books, which are two feet high. Dad said, "This is your reward. Read a book every day. " What? Make one a day! God, you can't stay up late! After dinner, my father looked serious, with a feather blanket in his hand, staring at my homework. As I wrote, I asked, "Dad, is there a school that doesn't have to do homework every day?" Dad looked at me and said, "As long as you study hard now and do your homework with good quality and quantity, you won't have to do your homework when you go to college!" " "Hearing this, I froze. Why? Don't let me go to college? Let me suffer in this stupid school for so many years? Suddenly, resentment surged out like the Yellow River burst its banks. I was in tears and shouted, "555555 & hllip& amphllip, I want to go to college, not elementary school! "Say that finish, I will push the table and roll on the ground. I think I've never cried like this in my life! However, this is a grievance that has been suppressed for five years! Dad panicked when he saw this posture and said, "If you want to roll, roll on the bed. Your mother didn't drag this place today! Or get out tomorrow! "But I can't control it there! I kept crying, shouting and rolling &; Hllip& amphllip "Nice, what's wrong with you? "Why is this sound so familiar? I quickly looked up and found that it was Mr. Chen and Mr. Wu who came to me with their homework.