The most unforgettable thing is that I didn't do well in the exam

The deepest exam failure in my memory gave me the name of bad luck in the exam and left a psychological shadow on my big exams in recent years. I often regret it when I think about it, but maybe this is life.

In 20 13, I failed in Hunan college entrance examination for three minutes, so I didn't study. I stayed in the county to repeat my studies instead of going to the provincial capital, which is also a big part of my failure. The provincial capital is rich in resources and information comes faster. I had a classmate who was 50 or 60 years worse than me in the first year of college entrance examination, and dumped me about 50 or 60 years later, so I got more than 20 points over the previous year.

In 20 14, I stayed in this small town and studied hard. From morning till night, every model test was about 550? I remember very clearly that some people were out of control and convulsed when the college entrance examination approached. However, I am in good shape. I'm telling my classmates that the college entrance examination is nothing to be afraid of. The head teacher lit me and told everyone that she was the worst one.

However, the days of that year were sadly repeated, because the first year of college entrance examination failed, partly because of the distraction of puppy love. The next year, I broke up with him when I was studying again, and then he fell in love and asked me why I wanted to say something to his girlfriend, but I didn't say that his girlfriend looked at my buttons with his buttons, and I didn't delete my information. At that time, all non-mainstream things were written on the message board. I liked him very much at that time, so the fact that he fell in love hit me hard. Because we have been together for more than three years, he didn't wait for me right away. I deleted 10 thousand messages heavily, crying myself unconscious and telling myself to start over.

I will secretly wipe my tears, and whenever I think that we have become him and me, well, after breaking up, he will still tell others about me and speak ill of me everywhere, which is a great blow to me, because I always thought that we were only temporarily separated and he would wait for me.

The days of repeating classes are boring, and I have to endure that my classmates are enjoying college life, so I simply took off my buttons and left alone. One day after class, at 9 o'clock in the evening, my classmates and I went treading water, which was very fun. At that time, it was April It's hot and dry in the south, and the temperature difference between day and night is large, so my pants are wet. I was very happy when I stepped on the water, just as carefree as when I was a child. When I got home, I was all wet. I took a hot bath and didn't respond. For the next month, I occasionally have a fever, and I will be fine with an injection. I didn't take it seriously either. I just kept repeating it. Near the penultimate day of the college entrance examination, I suddenly caught a bad cold and suddenly got worse. I went home and was hospitalized. Lying in the hospital bed that day, I cried. I know I may be finished. At that time, I was young and had a bad attitude. I went home after the injection and slept well the first night. Then I took the exam on the first day. In June, everyone wears short sleeves. I wore two, and I'm still shivering. I really didn't understand the topic at that time, but I finished it seriously. The first day was not much different for me. I just played an unstable role, that is, by perseverance. I continued the injection that night, and then I didn't fall asleep that night. The second college entrance examination, I was already very nervous, and my mentality collapsed. I took a refreshing medicine at random to take the exam. It took me a long time to understand that it doesn't matter if young people don't sleep for a night or two. That year, the comprehensive literature was very simple. My comprehensive literature is about 220,230, the worst, but I remember that topic very clearly. I know it's simple, but I just can't understand it. I finished the exam abruptly. Then comprehensive literature met with waterloo. I have a heavy psychological burden when I go home at noon. I didn't do well in the exam and couldn't sleep at noon. I pretended to be calm and went out for the exam, but I dared not say I didn't sleep. My English is quite good. Before the exam, many students had to touch their hands, so they touched them. I remember writing English topics before, and I could finish them half an hour in advance. They were all 130? . However, that day I found that I didn't know all the words, so I jumped out one by one, which was particularly sad. I acted on my feelings and wrote the last letter at the last minute when the bell rang. Out of the examination room, I was finally liberated. Someone asked me this topic, at least 140. I left without saying anything. I think about 120 at most, and 120 at last. I'm glad I did it according to my feelings 120.

When the results of the college entrance examination came out that year, I remember that I started crying half an hour before the results came out. I cried, and I said what to do. I may be finished. I missed two books by a few minutes, so three books are the same. At that moment, I began to cry. I said I would study for another year, but my mother said forget it. We won't study. When I was studying again, a boy chased me. I said that if you can pass the exam one day, I will promise you that he is generally fifty or sixty points less than me, and the college entrance examination exceeds me by more than thirty points, but I didn't stay with him in the end.

When the results came out that year, I remember my aunt coming to my house and saying to my face that she only knew how to play around. How dare such a result? Hearing this, I ran out. At that moment, everyone was very sad. Yes, everyone reads my jokes. When I saw that a person who was usually in the top five in the exam became three books, my family didn't understand, and they would only say that I didn't work hard and didn't make progress. I just want to say that it's not that I don't work hard. Ask anyone in my class that year, and they all know that I was the one who sat under the platform and worked hard. It's not that I don't work hard. I just didn't do well in the exam.

After that, I failed the second college entrance examination. I was very sad, because I originally wanted to study journalism, but later my grades didn't allow me to study finance. When I mentioned my dream in my freshman year, I would get angry, cry, and then become numb.

By the way, I have been admitted to graduate school, and I plan to be admitted. Although the process was very sad, I cleared my name. It's not that I don't work hard. I just had a bit of bad luck in the exam. I got sick again in the second interview of the postgraduate exam, which is quite serious. I pulled out my needle for an interview, and then I didn't play very well, but at least I got in. At that moment, I realized that the teacher would not sympathize with you at all, only looking at the results rather than the process.

Although I had bad luck in the exam, many of them didn't look good all the way, but since I have no luck, let's fight for strength.