2, time never stops, always catch people off guard, dragging us forward to run, a year, two years ...... fleeting.
3, "What's wrong with you? This weekly practice test a lot of basic topics you have done wrong! June on the midterm, you do not work ...... "The teacher sternly reprimanded me, the tone of voice can be heard in the hatred of steel, I stood in place in a daze, looking at the back of the teacher away, have long been accustomed to this split face "scolding! I've been used to this kind of "scolding" for a long time. But the countdown to the midterm hangs on the wall early - 91 days, such as a spell, let me eat and sleep. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to make it.
4, and math wrestling - evening self-study full commitment, concentrate on attack, encounter problems, frown, think again and again, put down the face to ask for advice, around the I have nothing to do with the hustle and bustle around me. When I solve the answer, my heart will be happy. And sports struggle - but when it is not raining, I will even drag the table to the playground exercise. Jumping rope, sprinting ...... one by one, the body's fatigue dissipated.
5, and the race against time - the "swish" sound of the pen, turn the page of the "clatter" sound, in the classroom filled with the whole classroom. The clock on the wall tirelessly walked round and round, outside the classroom do not know when the rain pattered down, put together a symphony. Thoughts suddenly flew to a week before the 100-day pledge assembly ......
6, "students, today all of our junior teachers and students held online 100-day pledge assembly ......" cell phone Teachers on the screen impassioned, echoing throughout the room sky blue as a wash, the sun shines brightly, shining in our tender face. The big banner on the clanging oath echoed over and over again, I put my name on the signature, the back oozing ink has my unchanging dream.
7, we do not live up to the trust of the alma mater, do not live up to the expectations of parents, do not live up to the high expectations of teachers, the blood of one hundred days, one hundred days of fire, sowing dreams, harvest hope. Alarm clock ringing, my thoughts were pulled back, shake his head, hold tight pen, I firmly believe that: received a preferred school acceptance notice, you will be grateful to the present struggle of their own.