It is better to sweat before the exam than to shed tears after the exam. (The answer to a few sentences is no)

Sweat before the exam, but don't cry after the exam. My experience is that if you don't want to be numb, banished, or kill your spirit, you should grasp the time before the exam. Passers-by don't cry after the exam. In this busy day for the college entrance examination, all the happiness in the past has disappeared. What was familiar in the past has finally become strange under the touch of time. I forgot others, and others have no time to remember me. Tears in eyes seem to have forgotten its path. . I have never tried the feeling of hanging upside down, but I let tears flow back to my heart again and again, replaced by a sigh. I really can't find the feeling after blindly doing the questions in the sea of questions. I can't grasp the motivation of reading at all. When a large number of reference books lay quietly and naturally in front of me like mousetraps, I didn't even have the courage to touch them with the unreachable empty bait in my subconscious. So I simply left my book behind and walked around the long track of the playground in this osmanthus season. The blue sky remains the same, the bright sunshine remains the same, and the time I wasted remains the same. Maybe it shouldn't be a splurge, just have fun. At least I can stop the tears of disappointment, inferiority, melancholy and anxiety in my heart. I'm worried that the "solid" dam that I spent a long time building will collapse at the moment when my tears burst out. So, I have to hold back. Students are familiar and unfamiliar, and everyone's topic is inseparable from the college entrance examination. I was surprised to find that they worked so hard. By contrast, my grades are ridiculous. I was dizzy in my voice, smiling calmly and laughing again, but my tears turned thousands of times in my heart. After a touch, the learning progress becomes very fast and the atmosphere is suffocating. Life is like a revolving wooden horse, emitting charming colors and shining brilliantly. Unfortunately, I get dizzy as soon as I get on the Trojan horse. Sorry, I feel dizzy! My learning state is completely divorced from the teacher's lecture. While trying to repair the riddled knowledge loopholes in the past, I repeatedly told myself that I could do it. I hate myself now, because my parents worked hard to support me with money and sweat, and I refused their kindness again and again. I just want to lean against my parents and enjoy the cool under their big trees. My life will always be full of danger. Finally, at night, my dream was a mess. In my dream, my voice was violently torn into several broken vibrato: Who will help me? ! Then I woke up suddenly, only to find myself in tears. This time, I let tears across my face, across the dusty past, across my unusual day before the college entrance examination, across my impulsive heart. After crying, I seem a little relaxed. The false happiness that was once revealed in a desperate attitude seems to go further and further, and finally I am still a real me. Therefore, I still walk through the bright sunshine every day, wade through the bright moonlight like water, and my grades on the test paper slowly climb in my peaceful mind! Try to cry, maybe you will find that the eyes washed by tears will be more Ming Che, and the distant horizon of life will be more clearly presented to us!