In fact, primary and junior high school mathematics is not particularly bad, which belongs to the level that can be seen. Occasionally, there are full marks 120 and scores 1 10. My understanding of mathematics is not high, and I basically score by basic questions.

However, in high school, wow, died young!

At that time, our math teacher was a young man who just took office, and his teaching enthusiasm was very high, but the effect, uh, I couldn't feel it. Anyway, I'm so confused that I naturally don't understand. I have no feeling about mathematics and don't want to learn any more.

So out of the 150, I am about 85.

After that, I changed classes and the new class teacher taught math. But my short board of thinking has begun to be exposed, and the poor foundation is about to drag me to death. At first, I tried to make up for my own shortcomings, but later I found that it was more my own thinking.

Let me describe that feeling. I am handy except for the basic questions. As long as other issues are a little uncommon or involve a little transformation, I have to think for a long time.

In a word, learning is very difficult. I struggled to pass the exam for three years in high school. If you pass math, you will be in the top ten of the class, and if you fail, you will fall behind.

Finally, the college entrance examination is over, and math 93 is not a serious drag. I thought it was finally easy, and calculus came.

In fact, calculus is mild compared with advanced mathematics, and I don't skip classes, but I also finish my homework seriously. But I hung up (laughs).

I have never been able to understand this problem. I'm not that stupid. As a science student, I have never failed in math or physics. I can learn computer easily, too. I can get started quickly except math. Why can't math? The teacher also said that mathematics is simple and solving problems is a routine, but I just can't play!

Alas, it's hard to remember. I have to prepare for the make-up exam of calculus this summer vacation. It's good to pass, but you still struggle with calculus if you can't pass! !

20 18. 12.02

Calculus 2 make-up exam still failed, but because of the intensive arrangement of professional courses for sophomore, I only applied for make-up classes for junior this semester.

The teacher in the repeat class knows the pain of a math idiot like me and talks about it in detail, especially the difficulties, and will emphasize it again and again. Each question type has an accurate and intuitive summary, and each example will summarize the steps in great detail.

However, problems still exist. Talking about a single knowledge point, there is no problem in understanding and good application. Learn from others, I try my best to counter 1.5, and I feel ok. But when this knowledge point and another knowledge point appear in the same question ... well, I'll look for my brain first.

Because the teachers pointed out the steps, the idea of the big question is still very clear. But the small details of each step can only be hoped for by brushing more questions. I failed in college calculus, and it took so long to fail. There is no final exam for graduation now. Although there is still a chance, I am still a little nervous. I feel like a failure. The exam will be taken when the exam is retaken. I hope it will pass smoothly this time.

Actually, I'm still poor at math. In high school, mathematics is the main source of scores. When the math test is good, when the score looks good.

The worst math test in high school was when the college entrance examination was about to take place, and the total score of 200 points in math was less than 100, so the total score fell on my knee at once. If I remember correctly, it seems that the total score is the lowest in the class, and my father gave me a lecture. The math teacher tells me this every day. Finally, the math teacher thought of a way, saying that when you take the math test again, you move your desk to my side and I'll take the test with you. During that time, I really wanted to cry.

However, because I was badly abused by mathematics during that time, I was relatively calm when I finally took the college entrance examination, and I happened to meet the most difficult mathematics in Jiangsu history (Ge Jun, 20 10), so as an old hand, others cried when they entered the examination room, as if nothing had happened, but I did well in the college entrance examination, which is also considered to be a silver lining behind the dark clouds.

After I arrived at the university, I felt that high school mathematics was a pediatrics, and there was no "bad study" but "bad test". The situation of college mathematics is that it is difficult to learn and learn thoroughly, but it is easy to cope with the exam.

The mathematical analysis of our freshmen is based on the textbook of Russian Bazorich. The first lesson proves: "Why1>; 0? "

This really verifies the sentence: the proof of college mathematics will only make you have two feelings. 1) Why do you have to prove it? 2) Can this be proved?

I got 48 points in the first mid-term exam of mathematical analysis 100. Just when I lamented that I wouldn't be last again, the teacher said that half of the 40 people in this class had less than 50 points. So it's a relief for me. After all, there are many others. He is my brother.

Later, because I studied engineering, I didn't have high requirements for mathematics. I basically study math because of my interest. I still remember that tensor analysis was the only course in my senior three. In fact, the teacher didn't cancel this course, but gave me a semester's class alone. The students seem to be afraid of learning math, so they will not be able to take part.

Mathematics has abused me thousands of times, and I regard mathematics as my first love!

In the college entrance examination, I got 60 points in math, leaving one ordinary two. The head teacher was all confused and asked me what was going on. Actually, that's it. I didn't cry, but it was also very uncomfortable and super unwilling.

It is said that there is a magical tree in the university that hangs many people every year. Yes, this is a very high number!

The college entrance examination was cheated by mathematics, the university was cheated by high mathematics, and there were linear algebra, probability theory and mathematical statistics! It can be called the three musketeers of the university, and it is definitely a "three kills" here.

Results In the year of postgraduate entrance examination, I got 30 points in mathematics. I didn't cry either, because I knew that I came out of the examination room at that level. But in any case, what I can't give up most in my heart is the high number, which has abused me thousands of times. I treat high numbers like first love.

It was ok in the college entrance examination. Only when I majored in mathematics in college will I really be abused and cried. Let me cry first.

As a senior math idiot, I was abused by math for the first time in the second and third grades of primary school (I really can't remember the second and third grades, so I know how bad my math is from this angle). I hold an abacus like a fool, and the teacher can't understand anything. I remember getting more than 30 points in the monthly exam. Fortunately, I only learned abacus this semester, otherwise the mathematics in junior high school will be quite ugly.

The second time I was abused was in junior high school. My math scores in grade two and grade three didn't improve because there was a beautiful young math teacher in the school, but they got worse and worse, just because I didn't understand what the teacher said.

Senior one, mathematics has made a qualitative leap. He is an old teacher who taught us mathematics and will soon retire. Our head teacher can digest his lessons even if he speaks nonstandard Mandarin. I think a good beginning is half the battle. Facts have proved that even a good start may only make you happy in vain before you succeed.

I started my journey of being abused again. My math scores have plummeted since my sophomore year. Ironically, I am actually the representative of the math class. By the way, my teachers changed when I was a sophomore. Although I heard that this math teacher is very good, I have also taught in Qidong Middle School and written textbooks. His name is in our textbook, but I really can't understand his class. In senior three, the math teacher of senior one came back to teach us. I tried my best and worked hard for it, but there were too many things behind me to catch up. Actually, I passed all the mock exams before the college entrance examination, at least. I can't remember how many times I failed math since I was a sophomore. So many times that I completely lost confidence in mathematics.

When the mock exam 120 is more, that kind of ecstasy is unconsciously expressed, and even unrealistic ideas may arise. It should be good if you can get so many points in the college entrance examination.

Facts have proved that everything is just an unrealistic idea. I got 89 points in the college entrance examination, and I was a little disappointed. Although I am an idiot in math, I still hope I can get a good grade in the college entrance examination, at least, I have to pass at least! One pass and ten to twenty pass are essentially the same.

The abuse in front can only be regarded as foreplay. What can torture me to the bone is advanced mathematics. From the first senior math class, I can't read books and classes. As soon as the teacher gives a lecture, I want to sleep. The first time I slept, the teacher found that I was afraid to sleep. In fact, whether I dare to sleep or understand his class, the teacher has already made an imperial edict. This classmate failed in advanced mathematics. This is also the case. I admit that I know nothing about advanced mathematics, and the teacher should not let me pass.

In order to get credit, after three make-up exams, I spent money to make up lessons, and finally I was able to get credit after the school Amnesty. At that time, the students who completed the credits had already got their diplomas. Their graduation season is June, and I postponed it to 10.

This textbook has been on the shelf for more than ten years and has never been turned over. Just to commemorate the history when I was beaten black and blue by math.

Not only crying, but I can't sleep even thinking about it. Every time I do a math problem, I scratch my head and use a lot of draft paper. Especially in high school, it is really "talking about it."

I got 36 points in the first mid-term exam of senior one, the lowest score in history, which has never been so low in primary school. Absolutely black history! At that time, our math teacher said that you can get two or three answers with any multiple-choice question. It's a pity that I did it very seriously. I solved a pile of draft paper to get three answers, which is not good.

In the three years of high school, except for the book "Learning Probability", there are only a handful of other exams, which really casts a shadow over math problems. Do the paper carefully, the answer is right or wrong, hold it in your hand on the spot and want to tear it up. I really want to cry at the thought that I can't just give up, can't swallow this tone, or spread out and continue to struggle with mathematics.

When I was in college, I chose a major without advanced mathematics. I'm glad I escaped from the clutches of mathematics, otherwise I would be tortured and crazy. Every time I do a math problem, I wonder if my IQ is too low. I admire those people who are particularly handy with math problems. Why is it so difficult for me?

I don't want to say anything

Just look at the picture.

Look, you are crying.

Really cried by math! When I was a freshman, I didn't lay a good foundation, and the key contents were all learned in senior three. At that time, when I reviewed the series, the teacher simply couldn't understand it, and I couldn't solve the problem myself. I know what's going on. I can't do anything. This series was a nightmare in high school. Because of this, I cried in front of my parents for the first time ...

Seeing this problem, a feeling of "neither of us is happy-to grow old forever" arises spontaneously. We are all in the same boat and have been properly abused by mathematics for thousands of times.

This history of abuse sprouted in junior high school. At that time, the math teacher was the head teacher, and the head teacher liked to "borrow lessons" from other teachers, so apart from math classes, most of our physical education class, art classes and music classes became math classes. Of course, not to mention the afternoon self-study and irregular evening self-study, which is the standard of mathematics class. Plus my carelessness at that time, it was quite deep, especially in the third grade, so I just ...

Then in high school, the history of abuse was officially staged. The first critical attack from mathematics was the first monthly exam in the first semester of senior one. I still remember that the content of the exam was about functions, such as power function, exponential function and logarithmic function. 150, I only got 44 points. The despair at that time really hurt. Later, I found myself really helpless in math. Even though I spent a lot of time on mathematics, there was still no improvement, so I decided to choose liberal arts, but the critical attack from mathematics still didn't stop. "Mathematics has abused me thousands of times, and I regard mathematics as my first love" is a true portrayal of my high school days.

Later, when I went to college, I thought that I could stay away from mathematics by studying management, but I found myself too stupid and naive. First of all, high numbers are the first obstacle. In the first semester of my freshman year, I got 37 points in "Glory". I couldn't bear to look straight, and decisively refreshed the record that I had created in high school. So I naturally joined the army of high numbers in our dormitory. The high number of the second semester finally passed after I forgot to eat and sleep before the exam, of course, only passed; Later linear algebra, operational research, introductory theory, etc. Although it's all passed, the learning process is simply too painful for me to understand.

Now that I have graduated, looking back on my study career is a history of blood and tears abused by mathematics.

Mathematics is not so abused.