How can I describe my nervousness before the exam?

1, I was already out of breath, and I thought nervously, "What if I pull it wrong?" What if I forget the next sentence? No ... I don't want to perform on stage ... Oh ... I have to perform on stage ... What should I do? What should I do? "My palm has come up to a cold sweat.

At that time, everyone was divided into winter vacation teams, and there was still a team missing. I raised my hand without hesitation. But when everyone finished sharing, I was uneasy to think: will my father blame me when I go home? Facts have proved that being a team leader is enough for him. Do it again ... will he ... criticize me ... or give me a meal ... self-inflicted ... nothing to complain about.

The teacher began to announce the exam results. Several people have passed by, but I haven't read my name yet. My heart has been pounding, my palms are sweating and my heart is in a mess. Did the teacher take my notebook in the wrong place? Did you miss my paper? My seat seems to be covered by a nail. I can't sit still. I really want to rush up at once. ...

4. "What to do, what to do!" I thought with trepidation: What would my mother say if I didn't do well in the exam this time? I promised my mother that I would work hard to get a high score, but I was wrong in this question. Good grades will leave me. If I don't talk about my good grades, I can still keep them, but if I do, alas, my mother and teachers often warn us that sincere scores are not high, and mistakes will not be too far behind other students. Just try harder next time. I believe I can catch up.

The harsh bell rang, and I was in running all the way, panting, and suddenly stopped, thinking it was broken and I was late. What shall we do? What shall we do? I am in a hurry, but the pace of class is moving forward like a turtle. The teacher urged me to get to school on time the day before. How can I explain this? I finally walked to the door of the classroom and tapped on the door. My heart is pounding like a fish that has just landed.

As soon as the door opened, my heart suddenly mentioned my voice, and my voice said to the teacher like a mosquito, "I'm sorry I got up late." The teacher looked at me and said, "Be careful not to be late again next time. Go to bed early at night and go to your seat. " I breathed a sigh of relief and my hanging heart relaxed.