Early in the morning, as usual, I was dragged back from a wonderful dream by the alarm clock at the bedside. I sleepwalked out of bed, dressed in a daze, combed my hair with my eyes closed, and was controlled by the sandman, so my brain couldn't keep up with the action. It was not until I got on my bike, walked a long way and blew a gust of wind that I woke up from my trance-like thoughts. I think I tried to stay in bed every minute and never gave up until the last moment. I really felt more awake. Because, I am in the third grade. When I come to school in the morning, I don't look around and talk and laugh like before, but I consciously put down my steps, tidy up my mood, sit quietly in my seat to review my lessons, read the books I should read, and even "ears up". Sometimes even I find it incredible. When I went back to ask my mother, I got the answer: "It's the third grade, why aren't you paying attention?" Oh, because, I'm in grade three. At noon, I was at home, leaving behind the programs I missed before, holding a thick "Mathematics Learning Solution". I tried my best to search for unknown answers in every cell of my brain, but I gave up my nap time and read more model essays. Even if I am too tired to yawn, I will not give in to the sandman. Like a sieve, filter out every bit of spare time from the busy torrent of study, take a shower and recite words, and remember formulas on the way to school. Sometimes I find it hard to believe. When I went back to ask my father, I got the answer: "I am in the third grade, so I have to work hard." Oh, because, I'm in grade three. Study at night, change the past so-so, read books and textbooks, do exercises after reading, and read books after reading. I used to index the past minutes with my hand bent on the table, but now I'm working hard and counting the remaining minutes anxiously. I have practiced one question after another and listed one formula after another, but I still feel that it is not enough. After self-study, you should "fight alone" in the classroom and never give up until you leave for more than ten minutes. Dragging my tired body in bed, my mind is still thinking about what to practice tomorrow. Sometimes even I am surprised. Ask yourself, and say to yourself, "It's the third grade, so you can't relax." Oh, because, I'm in grade three. Life in grade three often keeps me busy. Just traveling with Lu Xun, Li Bai and Shakespeare, he was pulled into the racetrack; My heart just flew to the highest point with parabola, and ABC, the present and the future came to me again. The brain is like a blender. It takes time to digest a lot of knowledge in one breath. The pen in your hand is running at full speed, not as fast as the papers that come in droves. Busy life has taught me the "stunt" of writing math problems in my hand, thinking about English problems in my mind and writing a draft composition in my heart. I come and go in a hurry every day, and it happens from time to time to solve breakfast by bike. Very tired and bitter, but I have no regrets. Because, I am in the third grade. My life in grade three is strange to me. Complaining about lack of sleep while getting up early and going to bed late every day; While protesting that the teacher practiced too much, he moved the exercises from the bookstore to the desks one by one; While I hate exams, I look forward to writing some mock exams that can test my study results. In the day-to-day junior high school life, ups and downs, joys and sorrows, have a new interpretation. Although there are pains and tears, I still go forward bravely. Because, I am in the third grade. Life in grade three, life in grade three. Everything is so ordinary and simple. On the way to school by bike on a new day, I looked up at the sun and smiled: This is my life process in grade three!
There are two kinds of fares, 66 and 86. Take the highway, less time. Attachment: timetable from Linyi to Qingdao: name of departure station, name of route, name of passing station, name of arrival station, departure time, fare mileage T 137 Linyi main station-Qingdao jiaozhou city Qingdao Sifang bus station 0620 66.0 299T 130 Linyi main station-Gao-Qingdao jiaozhou city Qingdao Sifang bus station 0630 86.0 299T65. 438+032 Linyi Station Linyi-Qingdao Jiaozhou Qingdao Sifang Bus Station 0700 66.0 299T 129 Linyi Station Linyi-Gao-Qingdao Jiaozhou Qingdao Sifang Bus Station 07 1 0 86.0 299T390 Linyi Station Linyi-Gao-Qingdao Jiaozhou Qingdao Sifang Bus Station 0740 86.0 299T07654 38+0 Linyi Station Linyi-Qingdao Jiaozhou Qingdao Sifang Bus Station 0750 66 Linyi-Gao-Qingdao Jiaozhou Qingdao Sifang Bus Station 0900 86.0 299T 136 Linyi Main Station-Qingdao Jiaozhou Qingdao Sifang Bus Station 09/kloc-0 0 66.0 299T438 Linyi Main Station Linyi-Gao-Qingdao Jiaozhou Qingdao Sifang Bus Station 0925 86.0 299T 138 Linyi Main Station-Qingdao Jiaozhou Qingdao Sifang Bus Station 0950 66.0 299T 1 Linyi Station Linyi-Gao-Qingdao Jiaozhou Qingdao Sifang Bus Station1250. Kloc-0/ a9 Linyi Station Linyi-Qingdao Jiaozhou Qingdao 1 150 66.0 Linyi Station Linyi-Gao-Qingdao Jiaozhou Qingdao Sifang Bus Station 65438. 0 86.0 299T3B2 Linyi Station Linyi-Gao-Qingdao Jiaozhou Qingdao Sifang 1220 86.0 299t3f0 Linyi Station-Qingdao Jiaozhou Qingdao North Station 1235 86.0 299TQA8 Linyi Station Linyi-Qingdao Jiaozhou, Chengyang Qingdao Sifang Bus Station 1 250 66.0 299T3E5 Linyi Station-Qingdao Jiaozhou Qingdao Sifang Station 1300 88 Chengyang Qingdao Inner Mongolia Road Station 1350 66.0 299T38 1 Linyi Main Station Linyi-Gao-Qingdao Jiaozhou, Chengyang Qingdao Sifang 1400 86.0 299T4A5 Kloc-0/420 66.0 299T4A6 Linyi Station-Qingdao Jiaozhou, Chengyang Qingdao Inner Mongolia Road Station 1430 86.0 ......
Life is alive, if it is fleeting, it is only sudden. In a blink of an eye, I came to the classroom of grade three, and a burst of ignorance came to my mind. I can't say what it is.
Entering the third grade, there is no longer the leisure of the first and second grades, no longer sprinting for the final exam, and no longer the reason that "there is still one semester to work hard and this semester is temporarily lazy". The third naive came like this, and we greeted it with very complicated feelings. Are you excited? Is it expectation? Are you worried? You nervous? Mo Wen I, I only know that I have entered this stage of Grade Three in a daze.
Lots of practice, lots of homework and lots of study. It keeps squeezing me. Even breathing is so urgent, then, close your eyes, take a deep breath and continue to think about the solution to this math problem. When I was finally able to lie in bed and tuck myself in, I was still reciting politics and history.
So, before going to bed, say good night to the moon and good morning to the new day. ( Shucun.com mcqyy)
The classroom is full of people who strive for their own goals. So am I. I listen to the teacher's boring knowledge points carefully every day and try to keep myself awake to meet every class, but we can't. We always cover our eyelids, resist fatigue, and finally resist failure, obediently lying on the table, catnap. After a few minutes, consciousness always wakes me up. I can only pat my face to wake myself up, continue to endure fatigue, attend class and take notes. Because we don't want to miss a knowledge point, because we don't want to lose one point and two points because of our laziness.
On the playground, I ran round and round, desperately practicing the long jump just a little distance. Sweat is invisible, so is fatigue. In front of our dreams, we can try our best to pursue them and realize them at any cost. Even after running, I feel as miserable as a fish without water. Even after the long jump, my legs are still sore. Even if the sharp wind stings our delicate skin, we can be fearless. Because the dream in my heart is the reason and belief that keeps me going.
There are many things for us to sacrifice in the third grade. Including time, freedom, happiness and life. How many simple dreams have we buried at this stage? How many stories of youth have been broken? How many times did you fall and hurt yourself? How many times have you been ranked, from distress to joy?
Sometimes, we spend several times more time seeing our teachers than our parents. Sometimes, in order to improve math and physics, we do page after page of exercises until we are satisfied, so that our twitching hands and numb brain can rest. Sometimes even in order to make good use of every minute, I forget to eat, which leads to cramps in my stomach, and then I endure the pain of eating a loaf of bread to relieve it. ...
It seems that the third day is destined to test our perseverance; It seems that the third grade is destined to give us the direction of success after countless failures and tempering; It seems that the third grade is doomed that we will fight to the death for one point and two points. ...
When the flowers bloom, the leaves no longer fall; When the wind no longer brings chill, I will open my arms, fly my ideals, accumulate bits and pieces of the third grade, and say to people all over the world, "My future is not a dream!" " "
Composition: My life in Grade Three is 600 words. If it's a blink, it's just a sudden. In a blink of an eye, I came to the classroom of grade three, and a burst of ignorance came to my mind. I can't say what it is. From: children in the first year of the composition encyclopedia flocked to the cinema; At the beginning, the girls in Grade Two were laughing and laughing in the school corridor, and the boys in Grade Two were galloping happily on the playground. And I, a junior three student, sitting in the isolated north building, buried in piles of handouts, trying to write, I can only feel bitter, jealous, envious and sad. Source: zuowen.chazidian. It's the third grade. I leave home with the stars and the moon every day, and I am reluctant to part with my dreams every night. Every cup of coffee has the same feeling-bitter! I just want to say, "I really want to go back to my childhood!" " "In the third grade, I could only say goodbye to TV, computer and walkman. In the third grade, I could only say XIU LA with Contemporary Music and titan sports. On the third day, I can only play one game of volleyball and badminton; It's the third day. I already have papers and books, and everything else has nothing to do with me. Is it monotonous? I am speechless. It's the third grade, and the exams every three to five give me a headache. It can be said that "three quizzes a day, one big exam every three days", which is really a magic weapon for teachers. Points, points and points are the lifeblood of students. "There really are allusions! Before the exam, I worked hard and huddled with the "difficult friends": during the exam, there was nothing but the rustling when writing; After the exam, my compatriots complained heavily: "I'm finished!" """I failed in the exam again!" "Our life is over!" "Oh, God, help me!" Just because we are in grade three, this is the characteristic of our life in grade three. I don't know what the future road is. I wonder what it's like to be alive now. Is it bitter? I am speechless. I am surrounded by functions every day, ABC, even number, series-parallel connection, atoms and molecules, defeated by "√", "×",-1 "and" 3 ". Although it is a bit miserable, it is also making progress unconsciously. In fact, life in grade three is positive and interesting; Intense study and fierce competition are good opportunities for me to exercise. I want to say to myself: No matter how hard and tired I am, I will not shrink back, because after the storm, I will be greeted by a rainbow. Open the skylight and look at the starry sky. There are several stars in the dark sky. They are so shiny and charming. It suddenly dawned on me: isn't that dark sky what life looks like in grade three, and aren't those shining stars the inner beauty of life? My heart is full of ideals. No matter what the future holds, I will never give up my struggle. The world will make me wander. When the flowers bloom, the leaves no longer fall; When the wind no longer brings chill, I will open my arms, fly my ideals, accumulate bits and pieces of the third grade and say to people all over the world, "My future is not a dream! " "
600 words "Damn, good classmates ..." In the narrative composition, "My life in grade three" is my mantra.
In the third year, I had coffee and eye drops every day, and my life was easier. My hair hasn't been cut for a long time, and it is long and curly on my skull, like a lazy wig. The backpack was loose on my shoulders, as desperate as I was.
The math teacher asked me to get books from the office that day, and I was sleepy. I hesitated when I reached the door, but I strode in. The math teacher didn't see my impatience at all, but still pointed at my notebook with calloused fingers. My breath splashed all over my face and my stomach turned upside down. I really can't stand the "spit bath". I yawned, grabbed the book from the math teacher, answered "Oh" and turned away. Leave a sigh. Hum, you only know that I made four mistakes in five questions, and you also saw that I copied the right one. When have you ever taught me patiently? Forget it, don't learn.
English class is the happiest time of my day. I wander in my dream, and all I see is the blue sky, the sunshine in Jin Shanshan, and the hearty laughter of the children who are chasing behind me, far away outside the classroom where I sleep, without any anger. I have always enjoyed the privilege of catching up on the sleep occupied by the game in English class last night. As long as my snoring is not beautiful, I can be as free as air.
I don't study again, so I don't have to take the exam. Last time I took a leave to sleep at home and lay in a warm bed, I wanted to laugh at the thought that my classmates in the same world were sweating. I didn't know how difficult the exam was, so I glanced at the extra paper the teacher threw at me. If you search my heart in the examination room, I can't answer it, but I'm a little glad that the embarrassment has not been exposed. This is a great relief. The deskmate complained that she didn't do well in the exam. She fell from seventh to fifteenth, and almost hit the wall with anger. I thought, if I want to test your score, I will hit a wall, too. She studied very hard, but she suffered from neurasthenia, which was not worth it.
It's not that I have no favorite subjects. I like physics best. I do what the physics teacher says. Electricity is generated by friction, work is done by gravity, and everything in the physical world is so interesting. He never seems to take me seriously. He has his favorite students. I also have an ideal to be a library manager. But when I mentioned it in public, I responded with contempt. I also have a girl I like, always hiding in the dark to see her beautiful back. I also hope to have a teacher who can make me change my laziness and study hard … but everything is different just because I am a poor student. I am eager to change, too.
It was already dark when I came home from school. I was walking alone with my westernized schoolbag on my back, looking at the shadow so lonely. Once upon a time, I became so depraved that I heard a wry smile from the depths of my soul in the silent night. The street lamp suddenly lit up, and the light rushed into my eyes desperately and walked past. It pulled my shadow sideways in the middle of the narrow road, like ink and ferocious. The desire to meet Bole has never stopped, but will it be relieved if it is shattered?
The road left no trace, but I passed it.
Recalling my junior high school life, the 600-word composition time passed like running water, standing under the starry sky like a black ink bottle inadvertently knocked over, and the memory began: I just stepped into this strange and yearning school, which was the beginning of junior high school life. Now this school is no longer strange to me, but full of memories, which is the end of junior high school life. How can I draw a complete full stop for him?
"Be a cow and a horse, don't be a junior high school student" and "I'm suffocating-junior high school" With these rumors, I entered this scary but more curious junior high school. I think it's beautiful, but it's not as good as I thought. ...
Before that, I made up my mind to work hard and get on the high school train through the crowd. But now, my faith may be shaken. Grade three is not as simple as I thought. I want to find my place in a strange class, but it is often not very smooth. But when I think about it, I suddenly feel that the wind is biting. Maybe I didn't do it well enough! I always feel that I have not been recognized by too many people, and I can't help but feel a little sad. I don't know why, but this bleak wind doesn't make me want to escape. On the contrary, I feel that the wind energy has taken away the tears in my eyes. The wind energy has taken away all my sorrows and blown them further. I look at the black sky, and all I see are English words, mathematical theorems and chemical symbols ... The sky is like a huge blackboard. And those words are white and clear. To tell you the truth, I really want to cry now, and I can't. I don't want to disturb other people's good sleep, and I don't want to break the peace of the night. However, my heart is heavier than a stone at this time.
It's so depressing in front of me, no! I can't do it! I patted my cheek hard, and it didn't start until the third grade, so I was easily defeated. It was so incompetent and ridiculous! Although the life in grade three is hard, I believe the following is more exciting, so why don't I write more about my life in grade three?
The ending of every TV series is always happy, but this happiness is always hard-won. To get a happy ending, there is a price to pay. These protagonists are not in a state of exhaustion, but stumbling on, which contains a lot of bitterness and sadness. I think my junior high school life will be like this, ups and downs, and finally sail to the other side of success. But when I got on the high school train and looked out the window, I must have mixed feelings, so I want to go back now. How many times have we experienced spring, hot summer, fruitful autumn, bitter winter, endless bitterness and bitterness. But if we face it calmly with an optimistic and positive attitude, even a boring journey will become interesting.
My junior high school life will be wonderful. I will break out of the cocoon, cross the sea of people and walk in the drizzle. Even if I sing and sigh all the way, I will look for the deepest sweetness in junior high school life.
A drop of rain fell on my cheek. I knew a storm was coming, but my mouth rose slightly involuntarily. I hurried home and stood at the window, watching the rain getting heavier and heavier. I know it will be a cloudless day in Wan Li after this rain.
Say goodbye to my 400-word composition in senior three, grade two; On the third day, we arrived.
Goodbye, the next day; Third grade, here we are.
Time always slips away, and another year has passed in a blink of an eye. Looking back on the road, the second day is another year's transition. During this year, several people left, and similarly, some new blood flowed in. We know together, are familiar together, are strange together, are familiar together, are familiar together, are familiar together, are strange together, are strange together. After another year of running-in, the edges and corners left behind were smoothed; This year, we cried together, laughed together, played together, quarreled together, and even punished our parents together ... This year, the relationship between classmates was more harmonious, the feelings were stronger, and the topics were wider. Even Lao Lei doesn't invite his parents very much. The students sublimated from the understanding of grade one to the indifference of grade two. This year, the study is getting heavier and heavier, the pressure is getting bigger and bigger, the students cooperate and compete together, and the learning atmosphere is getting more and more serious. Students who have been smirking have also become serious in this year; this year ...
See you in second grade.
In ten days, the second day of junior high school will truly become my eternal memory. At the same time, I am full of endless fear and eager expectation for the third grade.
In the third grade, the legendary nightmare, accustomed to the painful memories of some "experienced" brothers and sisters, is inevitably a little scared; Piles of homework, dark circles that I can't get rid of after sleeping for three days and nights, only one holiday a week, day after day, year after year! Everything, everything is on the third day of darkness. However, at the same time, I still have a kind of expectation and disappointment. Grade three, this is the last academic year of junior high school. What kind of spark will it spark in this year? Any fresh blood? How many people left us? Has the teacher changed? How will I behave?
Third grade,/kloc-See you in 0/4 days!
My life in grade three is 800 words.
Life is alive, if it is fleeting, it is only sudden. In a blink of an eye, I came to the classroom of grade three, and a burst of ignorance came to my mind. I can't say what it is.
At first, children flocked to the cinema; At the beginning, the girls in Grade Two were laughing and laughing in the school corridor, and the boys in Grade Two were galloping happily on the playground. And I, a junior high school student, sitting in the isolated north building, buried in piles of handouts, can only feel bitter, jealous, envious and sad?
On the third day, I left home with the stars and went home with the moon every day. I am reluctant to part with the dream god every night, and every cup of coffee has the same feeling-bitterness! I just want to say, "I really want to go back to my childhood!" " "
In the third grade, I can only say goodbye to TV, computer and walkman. In the third grade, I could only say XIU LA with Contemporary Music and titan sports. On the third day, I can only play one game of volleyball and badminton; It's the third day. I already have papers and books, and everything else has nothing to do with me. Is it monotonous? I am speechless.
It's the third grade, and the exams every three to five give me a headache. It can be said that "three quizzes a day, one big exam every three days", which is really a magic weapon for teachers. Points, points and points are the lifeblood of students. " There are really "allusions"! Before the exam, I worked hard and huddled with the "difficult friends": during the exam, there was nothing but the rustling when writing; After the exam, my compatriots complained heavily: "I'm finished!" " ""I failed in the exam again! " "Our life is over!" "Oh, God, help me! "Just because we are grade three, this is the characteristic of our grade three life.
I don't know what the future road is. I wonder what it's like to be alive now. Is it bitter? I am speechless.
I am surrounded by functions every day, ABC, even number, series-parallel connection, atoms and molecules, defeated by "√", "×",-1 "and" 3 ". Although it is a bit miserable, it is also making progress unconsciously. In fact, life in grade three is positive and interesting; Intense study and fierce competition are good opportunities for me to exercise. I want to say to myself: No matter how hard and tired I am, I will not shrink back, because after the storm, I will be greeted by a rainbow.
Open the skylight and look at the starry sky. There are several stars in the dark sky. They are so shiny and charming. It suddenly dawned on me: isn't that dark sky what life looks like in grade three, and aren't those shining stars the inner beauty of life?
My heart is full of ideals. No matter what the future holds, I will never give up my struggle. The world will make me wander.
When the flowers bloom, the leaves no longer fall; When the wind no longer brings chill, I will open my arms, fly my ideals, accumulate bits and pieces of the third grade, and say to people all over the world, "My future is not a dream!" " "
The first composition of my life in grade three.
How time flies! In a blink of an eye, I entered the third grade.
Some people say that the third day is a hellish day; Some people say that the third day is a sweet memory; Others say that the third grade is the yearning for a better life after suffering first. However, time waits for no one, and we will face the senior high school entrance examination in less than a year. My junior high school life is over half. I used to be very relaxed about my study when I was in Grade One and Grade Two, but I couldn't relax after Grade Three, trying to get good grades in the senior high school entrance examination. Life in grade three makes people "tired and happy". The third grade is the first turning point in life. I will strive for my goal and study hard. Think about my life in grade three, I will study hard and make progress every day. Listen carefully in class, don't talk, and don't be distracted in class. I must get rid of some old bad habits. In the third grade, there is no longer the leisure of the first and second grades, and it is no longer the final sprint of the final exam. The third naive came like this, and I greeted it with very complicated feelings. Are you excited? Is it expectation? Are you worried? You nervous? In fact, I don't know, I only know that I have entered the third stage in a daze. Composition selected from: Kung Fu Composition Network
There are many things for us to sacrifice in the third grade. Including time, freedom, happiness and life. How many simple dreams have we buried at this stage? Missing the story of youth? How many times did you fall and hurt yourself? How many times have you been ranked, from distress to joy? Or from joy to distress? It seems that the third grade is destined to test our perseverance. No matter what life is like in grade three, we should face it bravely. No matter what the future holds, cherish it! Third grade, come on! Give yourself a satisfactory result in the senior high school entrance examination and repay your efforts in vain; Repay your parents and pay for us in vain. Third grade, work hard for yourself!
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Life is alive, if it is fleeting, it is only sudden. In a blink of an eye, I came to the classroom of grade three, and a burst of ignorance came to my mind. I can't say what it is. Composition selected from: Kung Fu Composition Network
At first, children flocked to the cinema; At the beginning, the girls in Grade Two were laughing and laughing in the school corridor, and the boys in Grade Two were galloping happily on the playground. And I, a junior three student, sitting in the isolated north building, buried in piles of handouts, can only feel bitter, jealous, envious and sad.
On the third day, I left home with the stars and went home with the moon every day. I am reluctant to part with the dream god every night, and every cup of coffee has the same feeling-bitterness! I just want to say, "I really want to go back to my childhood!" " "
In the third grade, I can only say goodbye to TV, computer and walkman. In the third grade, I could only say XIU LA with Contemporary Music and titan sports. On the third day, I can only play one game of volleyball and badminton; It's the third day. I already have papers and books, and everything else has nothing to do with me. Is it monotonous? I am speechless.
It's the third grade, and the exams every three to five give me a headache. It can be said that "three quizzes a day, one big exam every three days", which is really a magic weapon for teachers. Points, points and points are the lifeblood of students. " There are really "allusions"! Before the exam, I worked hard and huddled with the "difficult friends": during the exam, there was nothing but the rustling when writing; After the exam, my compatriots complained heavily: "I'm finished!" " ""I failed in the exam again! " "Our life is over!" "Oh, God, help me! "Just because we are grade three, this is the characteristic of our grade three life. Composition selected from: Kung Fu Composition Network
I don't know what the future road is. I wonder what it's like to be alive now. Is it bitter? I am speechless.
I am surrounded by functions every day, ABC, even number, series-parallel connection, atoms and molecules, defeated by "√", "×",-1 "and" 3 ". Although it is a bit miserable, it is also making progress unconsciously. In fact, life in grade three is positive and interesting; Intense study and fierce competition are good opportunities for me to exercise. I want to say to myself: No matter how hard and tired I am, I will not shrink back, because after the storm, I will be greeted by a rainbow.
Open the skylight and look at the starry sky. There are several stars in the dark sky. They are so shiny and charming. It suddenly dawned on me: isn't that dark sky what life looks like in grade three, and aren't those shining stars the inner beauty of life?
My heart is full of ideals. No matter what the future holds, I will never give up my struggle. The world will make me wander.
When the flowers bloom, the leaves no longer fall; When the wind no longer brings chill, I will open my arms, fly my ideals, accumulate bits and pieces of the third grade, and say to people all over the world, "My future is not a dream!" " "The composition is selected from: Kung Fu Composition Network.
This. . . Mainly according to their own situation, the simple point is to carry forward the advantages and correct the shortcomings.
First of all, learning is the most important thing. You can set some learning goals according to your current situation, such as how many places or points to reach. Of course, it is best to have some specific learning measures and methods, such as going back to listen to English for half an hour every night. More importantly, the target high school you want to enter. You can collect the admission requirements of your target high school, compare them with your current conditions, and put forward improvement plans and measures one by one.
Secondly, the problem of student work such as class cadres. If it is a class cadre, write down the past experience and lessons, and then how to improve in the new semester; If not, you can write down the position you want to be and what measures you can take to become it. If not, skip this article.
Finally, if you are good at it, you should continue to study and strive for a new level.
Among them, learning is the most important, accounting for more than 70%.
I hope I can help you.