The days of senior three 1 passed day by day, and finally entered the so-called "purgatory" of seniors, and junior girls yearned for the stage of detachment-senior three. I have also thought about how good it is to be in senior three, and how happy it is to do nothing but review. Who knows how young and elegant I am? Just like the math teacher said verbally, "Look at the essence without looking at the phenomenon", I was cheated by the phenomenon again. Just like when I was in junior high school, I hated it. It would be great to go to high school. At that time, I often thought, the fact is that after I went to high school, I missed my junior high school life to death, and even repeated the past in my dreams. I didn't expect that I made the same mistake in the past and didn't improve.
I hate that I was a coward in high school. It's been three years, but I'm an unknown pawn. My grades are not too good or too bad, and my grades are not outstanding, but I have never done anything bad. Alas, the past at that time was unbearable. People are too moderate to shine, but they almost did. At that time, the school banned Internet cafes on Sundays, and I don't know where I got the courage to go against the wind. Unexpectedly, teachers came to catch "prey" in droves, including our head teacher. Just when I was delighted to find a website, I looked back and saw the familiar figure. I abruptly swallowed a sentence. The first reaction is definitely finished. On Monday, the whole school will be publicly censored. Then it will really be ruined. I rushed back at once, stayed up for more than three hours, and finished writing a 5,000-word inspection guide, saying that my behavior was despicable and my young machine was broken. At night, I dreamed that the teacher was coming towards me with his mouth open, and I was scared out in a cold sweat. I thought I was brave, but I found myself timid. I couldn't help but be afraid of problems at school. I spent the next morning in fear, and I was still worried after making sure that I had not been discovered. Breathe in, god bless, but I haven't handed in the prosecutor's guide yet, or I'll go straight to the door and die! After this difficult ordeal, I will never be brave again, which will make me excellent and mediocre.
Mediocrity is certainly annoying, but in senior three, teachers often ask people to talk in the office. This is not surprising, but everyone comes back from the conversation with a mysterious sense of happiness, just like winning the grand prize of 5 million. Asking him always laughs but doesn't answer, which adds a mysterious veil to it and often leads to the desire to feel. But the teacher has strict rules for the speaker, either excellent grades or bad behavior, and I don't meet any of them. It seems that the middle class has the most rights
I always thought I could get beyond the problem. Disdain the college entrance examination, indifferent to the score. But in fact, I am still angry about the college entrance examination, and I can't help but feel uncomfortable every time my score is low. After the exam, I always feel that the score is not right for me, and I regret it very much. I regret why I didn't listen to the teacher carefully, why I didn't remember, why I was so careless, and how could I "regret"? At this time, I feel that my "detachment" is just a matter of course, just my wishful thinking, and my ideal is far from reality. I often hate myself for being in the same classroom with others and being taught by the same teacher. Some people can go to Peking University Tsinghua, but I am just exhausted for the key line. Am I born worse than them? There is no difference between the two, but the scores are very different. I have tried my best, but I still do it. Finally, I had to use Ah Q's trick. "I don't want to go to such a good university mud." It's natural for such a long time, but the third year of high school has come and gone, and there are waves. There are many exams, so you won't always get disappointing scores, will you? Imagine, for a person with a bad psychology like me, I am not afraid of a blow, what I am afraid of is how to endure many heartbreaks. If I think in a happy place, maybe after many blows, my heart will be numb and will not hurt any more.
In senior three, there are always teachers or parents who ask you to set a goal. This goal is only aimed at what school to take in the college entrance examination, in short, what university to take in. I gave myself a "focus". My high school major is "Guo Zhong", so I can't go to college too often. So we have to work hard. There are too many people. We can't do it without hard work. I don't play football, table tennis, surf the Internet or talk about QQ. Open QQ on a whim and leave a message on it. They thought I was dead, but they didn't know I was a senior three. I can't help myself. If I don't work hard, I will fall off the cliff next year. Just like a teacher said, I insisted on suffering for ten months, just to avoid suffering or suffer less in the future, and "go through hardships". As the saying goes, "Fight for an autumn, winter, spring and summer, and change into a regretless youth." After listening to it several times, I feel deja vu. Later, I learned that I said such rhetoric in junior high school, but I didn't expect that high school would be much easier than junior high school.
I must work hard. I'm a senior three, or I won't have a chance. Today next year, I don't want to stay in the "senior four" of this school.
With the end of winter vacation, senior three students are about to start their intense and orderly study life. Spring returns to the earth, and everything revives. A new semester, a new starting point, new opportunities, new challenges and new hopes. Opportunities and challenges coexist, and ideals and efforts go hand in hand.
For senior three students, this semester is an important stage to prepare for the college entrance examination and an important way to realize their personal ideals. As a senior three teacher, when the new semester comes, I want to say four words to my classmates: build up confidence, adjust my state, meet challenges and realize my ideals.
1. Build confidence
Self-confidence comes from one's own strength and potential, and self-confidence comes from one's own efforts and persistence. No matter what your starting point is, there is still potential to be tapped, and no matter what your strength is, there is still room for improvement. No matter how many times you fail, you will make progress as long as you work hard; No matter how many times you are frustrated, as long as you pay, you will get something. Confidence ignites hope, and hope depends on confidence.
Shape up
For senior three students, the most important thing is to keep in good condition all the time. A good state includes: a good state of mind, a positive state of study, a peaceful state of mind and a healthy physical state. A positive learning state often comes from a good attitude, a peaceful attitude is an important prerequisite for maintaining stability, and a healthy physical state is an important guarantee for ensuring the sustainable development of study and life.
rise to the occasion
College entrance examination is desirable, but the road to success is tortuous and full of challenges. Challenges require courage, and challenges require perseverance. Temper yourself in challenges, find yourself in challenges, develop yourself in challenges, create opportunities in challenges, and realize your dreams in challenges.
Realize your dream
Ideal is a beautiful vision, and ideal is the driving force for progress. Without ideals, there is no motivation. Ideal must be combined with hard work, and ideal without hard work is fantasy or fantasy. The distance between ideal and success is hard work. Only those who are willing to work hard can hope to realize their dreams.
The river of life is full of ups and downs. It has the vitality of spring and the splendor of summer, and it must also face the bleak autumn and the cold winter. However, no matter how bitter the winter wind is, no matter how cold the river is, we must cross this hurdle.
There is no insurmountable winter, as long as you are willing to take the first step.
This first step contains incomparable courage and firm confidence. As a song goes: "And life is unfair to everyone, then we can only stand up and face the shower until dawn." Winter will come eventually. Since it is inevitable, why not take a firm first step bravely and confidently? As long as you can take this first step, no matter how cold the winter wind is, it won't blow you down!
There is no insurmountable winter, as long as you are willing to keep going against the wind.
If you don't want to get lost in the winter wind, you must have unshakable faith. When Planck, a famous physicist, put forward quantum theory, it caused an uproar in the field of physics. Many physicists refused to admit this "fallacy", and Planck was pushed to the forefront of public opinion, but he insisted on his own point of view. After the wave of debate in physics gradually subsided, his quantum theory was finally proved to be correct. In such a cold winter, Planck finally ushered in spring. It is the indelible light in his heart that supports him all the way forward. Faith can make people invincible. Facing the cold wind, we just need to firmly believe that winter is coming and spring is not far away!
No winter is insurmountable, as long as you can walk the last few steps.
These last steps require patience to die well. Looking around, how many people got lost in these last few steps? What was Liu Bei's momentum when he dominated Hanzhong? How many people are arrogant? However, due to Yi Di's rout in Maicheng, Yi Jiang's street pavilion, and the death of Mr. Feng Xiao, this upcoming world was finally reluctantly given to others. Perhaps it is these last steps that determine our unfinished business. "Everything that starts well is complicated, and everything that ends well is widowed." Whether in scientific research or daily life, in the cold wind and before dawn, we should be more patient and walk the last few steps with a perfect attitude to welcome the spring breeze and light.
"There is no hurdle!" This is a folk proverb in our country. Why has it been passed down to this day? Because it's true.
Indeed, no winter is insurmountable!
I want to use this article to analyze my true self.
A ray of spring light squeezed out from the crack of the door, giving a little life to the dark room. The basin of oleander on the desk probably heard the call of spring and began to glow a little green. Oleander is said to be the child of bamboo father and peach tree mother. Maybe it doesn't mean anything, but I believe it is spiritual. Accompanying me for eighteen years, it knows my past lives better than anyone, and my unknown weakness better than anyone.
I opened the window, watered the oleander, and then took the turned almanac out of the wall and reluctantly put on a new one. How many times has this action been repeated? It's not that I'm too old to remember, but that I don't want to go through another cycle of returning from the northern wild goose south to the revival of everything, because that means that distant youth will be farther away from me. Even if I close my eyes and stop thinking, there is still snow melting on the tree and my oleander is still in full bloom.
When I was young, ah, it seemed too desolate, so, to put it another way, a few years ago, I could forgive poverty, but I couldn't stand mediocrity. Now, I can't be poor When I was short of money, my mother's painful moans frightened me, so mediocrity became beyond reproach.
I do have the ambition to struggle. Every night, I sit at the window and do exercises, vowing to take off with my oleander. When it blooms, I also bear fruit. However, how can my ideals and beliefs remain fresh after decades of hard work?
I used to think I was invincible, but if my opponent was time, I lost. This root, oleander knows, lies in my fickle personality.
I wrote my vows on my face, but I never engraved them in my heart. I am very tolerant, not only tolerant of others, but also tolerant of myself, so I seldom feel guilty for my mistakes and rarely get lost in failure. When a day slipped away from my hands, I couldn't help but burst into tears.
The biggest feature of history is repetition. How many times have I repented before and after my little peach tree! Maybe it's smiling, too I don't want to do such a slick thing anymore, because it's not funny, but mocking, which makes me sad.
My only comfort is that I dare to laugh at myself and tear open the veil of hypocrisy in life with great pain.