Recently, my lacrimal glands are particularly developed and I have a lot of tears. Why? Let me think about it ... July 5 is my nightmare day, because it is the day when students from our school go to school to get the notice. Although I know that I didn't do well in the history exam, I never thought that I only got 67 points in the history exam! ! At the moment I knew the score, the sky seemed to collapse ... because of this, I fell back to the fifth place in my class and even the 27th place in my grade! What will the teacher think of me, and what will my parents think of me when I go home? I walked home with mixed feelings and met my mother who was about to go out downstairs. My mother read my report card and said nothing. Besides, in my mother's opinion, history is not very important. It is important that I learn Chinese, math, English and physics well. But my mother is a teacher after all, and she thinks these are normal, but what will my father, who has always been competitive, think? I can't imagine ... as I expected, in the afternoon, my father suddenly asked me angrily, "Are there many celebrities in your class?" ! "I gradually lower the head, dare not say. I know a storm is coming. "Say it! "Dad seems irresistible. I said softly, "5", which was even louder than the sound made when the needle landed. "grade? ! " "27。 "Dad began to scold me:" What ghost book are you reading? "... you disappoint me so much ..." It was these words that made me cry ... Tears ran down my cheeks and into my mouth, salty and bitter ... My father was always cold to me for the next few days. Did I really let my father down? I'm so sad, … but what's the use of being sad? ! I tried not to be sad, but I failed ... he is my father! How can I not be sad! I just tried to express myself to make up for my mistake ... "Boom! "Dark clouds appeared in the sky, raindrops fell from the sky, and even God began to cry? Suddenly, there was a chill in the corner of my eye and a line of clear tears. I don't know when a clear tear crossed my cheek ... Mom and Dad, I'm sorry ... My heart is an elusive thing, and I can't get rid of it. I often think: What am I thinking? No one can give me the answer, and no one knows. My mind is like a tramp, it may not come at any time, but it slips away quietly. No one can get rid of it, and there is no escape. I used to live a carefree life every day, but the mid-term exam came, which brought me a lot of troubles: my math calculation ability, Chinese reading ability and English listening ability all made me uneasy, so I quickly reviewed to avoid bad grades in the exam. The actual test paper is not as difficult as I thought, but I still have no idea. So I fidget every day, just like my sister-in-law Xianglin loses her hair. Although my parents won't blame me too much, I am still a little afraid that my classmates will laugh at me. Finally, it's time to release the results. My grades in all subjects are not good, but I can rank more than 500, ranking 20th in my class. Although the ranking is average, I am not satisfied with my achievements. Although my parents said it doesn't matter, I will try my best next time, but I still feel a little uncomfortable. I always feel that I shouldn't be like this. This is what I've been thinking recently. Similar to me is my deskmate. She said that she had always done well in primary school, and this time she was worse than me. I can see that her mind is very heavy. Maybe her parents are not as kind as mine. In a word, after the mid-term exam, everyone in our class is worried, except the students with good grades. As we all know, we always have to see the parents' meeting after the exam. At this time, the atmosphere is many times more tense than before you knew the exam results. When you are afraid of holding a parent-teacher conference, the teacher will tell your parents about his school and then go home and be scolded so that you can't sleep. That feeling must be hard. After another wave of anxiety, I am about to leave the shadow of the exam and am surrounded by worry. It was the teacher who made me monitor this time. At that time, I was deceived. I don't know how to be a good person. I staggered home. After talking to my parents, they were all happy for me and called my grandmother specially. But I don't think this is a good thing. I have doubts about myself: can I be a good person? Because I have no experience as a monitor, I am at a loss and don't know what to do. After school, I asked the teacher, "Can I do it well?" The teacher's answer is: "No one is born to be a teacher. Work hard. " I think so, so my heart is relieved. I also believe that I can do it well. People are not afraid of troubles, but when you encounter troubles, you should learn to solve them. Don't hide them in your heart and let the backlog of troubles turn into troubles. So we should learn to adjust our mood. Recently, my lacrimal glands are particularly developed and I have a lot of tears. Why? Let me think about it ... July 5 is my nightmare day, because it is the day when students from our school go to school to get the notice. Although I know that I didn't do well in the history exam, I never thought that I only got 67 points in the history exam! ! At the moment I knew the score, the sky seemed to collapse ... because of this, I fell back to the fifth place in my class and even the 27th place in my grade! What will the teacher think of me, and what will my parents think of me when I go home? I walked home with mixed feelings and met my mother who was about to go out downstairs. My mother read my report card and said nothing. Besides, in my mother's opinion, history is not very important. It is important that I learn Chinese, math, English and physics well. But my mother is a teacher after all, and she thinks these are normal, but what will my father, who has always been competitive, think? I can't imagine ... as I expected, in the afternoon, my father suddenly asked me angrily, "Are there many celebrities in your class?" ! "I gradually lower the head, dare not say. I know a storm is coming. "Say it! "Dad seems irresistible. I said softly, "5", which was even louder than the sound made when the needle landed. "grade? ! " "27。 "Dad began to scold me:" What ghost book are you reading? "... you disappoint me so much ..." It was these words that made me cry ... Tears ran down my cheeks and into my mouth, salty and bitter ... My father was always cold to me for the next few days. Did I really let my father down? I'm so sad, … but what's the use of being sad? ! I tried not to be sad, but I failed ... he is my father! How can I not be sad! I just tried to express myself to make up for my mistake ... "Boom! "Dark clouds appeared in the sky, raindrops fell from the sky, and even God began to cry? Suddenly, there was a chill in the corner of my eyes, and a line of clear tears crossed my cheeks ... Mom and Dad, I'm sorry. ...