Despair, despair, the autumn wind is coming, and the pace of the new semester is approaching.

Everything looked as if I had just died, and I cried. Homework increased, test papers piled up, and our faces were embarrassed.

The students' heads slowly lifted from the desks, heavy and heavy. In the classroom, on the desk, look, there are many. Hang it up, do some math, speak some English and recite some ancient Chinese. The desk was cold and the teacher was in high spirits.

Chinese, math, English, you won't let me, I won't let you, they are all full of homework to catch up with. Like rain, like mountains, like ghosts. Test paper has bitter taste; When I close my eyes, my eyes seem to be full of exercises, tests and exams. At present, hundreds of homework beeps, and papers of different sizes are passed around. Practice is everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered on the desk, like a demon, like a ghost, still floating.

"The mountain of books is limited", yes, just like the teacher's pointer beating you. The wind brings the smell of some new paper, mixed with the smell of ink, and the fragrance of various subjects, all brewing in a slightly dull air. The teacher put the table on the platform and got angry. He called the head teacher to show off his hoarse voice, which echoed with the voice of changing the topic and the paper. At this time, the bell in the classroom keeps ringing all day.

Exams are the most common, and they last for three or two days at a time. Don't be upset. Look, like bayonets, like poison, like bombs. There were so many rows that other students had a thin layer of smoke on their heads. Your eyes are black and bright and your face is blue. At night, the lights are on, and a little dazzling light sets off a quiet and busy evening study. In schools, classrooms and corridors, people pick up their homework and write slowly. There is also a teacher who talks and points at the blackboard with chalk. Their figures are dense and silent on campus.

The weekly exam is coming, and so is the monthly exam. Chinese, English, history, politics and biogeography are all in a hurry, and all subjects are out. The computer calculates the questions, recites the text and copies each test paper. "There is no limit to learning the sea, and there is no limit to building a boat". I just started school, and I have some homework and some papers.

Homework is like a doll that just landed. It's new from head to toe, and no one has ever done it.

Homework is like a beautifully dressed little girl, which is very difficult and a lot.

Homework is like a strong young man, with difficulties and key points that you cannot break through. He led us to the exam.