Mathematics seems to have formed an indissoluble bond with me, and I have been trying to get rid of it, and finally I have to declare the plan a failure.

Looking back on my math learning process, I didn't find it difficult in primary school. At that time, all subjects were excellent, and my math scores were also very high. /kloc-the problem of 0/00% is always around 90%. In the first grade, I became a representative of mathematics. At that time, my math scores were not very outstanding, but they were quite good. I have never got such a bad score in the exam that all my relatives and friends thought I was okay at public expense in the first grade. By the second day of junior high school, I found that my math scores began to decline gradually. At that time, I was impetuous. Although I can't compare with those poor students, it is still difficult to really concentrate on my studies. Although I also took part in the math competition counseling, it didn't arouse my interest in learning math. I was forced to attend any tutoring on Sunday, but I was forced to attend. How can a child who has sex all day settle down to study? In an exam. There are several geometric proof problems that I can't start with. I waited in a daze at the test paper for a while, and my grades were definitely not satisfactory. I think a classmate who had the same grades as me in those years still got great grades. On the surface, it is all the result of my inability to study hard, but gradually I feel that I have no science mind at all, even though I often get good grades in science. At that time, I was used to following my feelings, and naturally I was afraid of science. Mathematics and physics began to show an obvious overall downward trend in the third grade, and I firmly believe that I am not smart enough. Because there seems to be an unwritten standard in society: people who are as good at science as science are smart students. I feel the same way. At that time, high school had the idea of choosing liberal arts. Because, for me, graduating from junior high school and nine-year compulsory education are far from the end of my study career. My parents have high hopes for me. They want me to be admitted to No.1 Middle School and then go directly to college (at that time, No.1 Middle School was very prestigious, and people thought that as long as I entered No.1 Middle School, I would step into college). With my grades in Grade Three, it is difficult to get into No.2 middle school at public expense, let alone No.1 middle school at public expense. My parents even thought about taking me out of school for a year, because my family didn't have the financial strength to let me go to No.1 Middle School or No.2 Middle School at my own expense, but I was reluctant to part with it. Later, I felt that my decision at that time was wise: I didn't waste another year. At that time, I opposed my parents' opinions for no other reason. I just feel embarrassed to study with the next class of students. This is a matter of losing face. Although I have former good friends, the more acquaintances I have, the more embarrassed I feel.

There is one thing that impressed me the most in math learning in Grade Three:

Wake up one morning and do math problems. I don't know how to do a geometry problem, just when I want to give up, I don't know whether it is inspiration or my ability to do the problem (whether the two can sometimes be equated, sometimes it is difficult to distinguish), in short, I know how to solve it. I wrote excitedly in my diary: "I am not stupid, but I have no patience." That seems to be encouraging yourself, but the confidence brought by the occasional sense of success will easily be crushed by the frequent sense of failure, and the sense of inferiority will naturally become heavier and heavier. Frankly speaking, I don't know what it feels like to feel inferior. Although there is no basis, I always feel that I am important. Perhaps because there is no basis, I often ignore myself. If you want to talk about your own advantages, you really can't count a few. Maybe the common problems of China people have affected me. Advantages and advantages are different, but sometimes I mistakenly think that advantages are advantages. I often wonder if I am a little confused, just like many people have problems.

With a whole body of regret and full of pain, I stepped into the threshold of senior three, which is the most crucial year. The situation forced me to study mathematics, study, study and study, but I made no progress. Because my total score is ok and my math teacher takes care of me, I want to thank him anyway. Although I don't know how much effect he gave me, I think it must be great. At that time, study and examination became all of us. They fill every corner of the classroom and everyone's mind. I don't want to hate math. If I study, I won't get grades. If I can't get grades, let alone go to college. After continuous efforts, I finally saw a glimmer of hope: I can pass math occasionally! Although the probability of passing will not exceed 50%, it can make me smile. How else can we say that reality is cruel? It can make me numb to math. For mathematics, it's just learning. You can't go to college without learning. The third year of high school made me spend the most "substantial" year in my life, but I don't want to live that "substantial" life any more. If I live like that, I should live to 100 years old. I can only live to be fifty or sixty years old, and finally I have a good name for myself: "Diligence to death". What a glorious title! But I don't want it. I don't want it anyway. In fact, if you are just tired in senior three, it's nothing, and the taste is far from being tired.

At the moment I entered the university, I found that I was too proud, and math was waiting for me there: God arranged for me to study advertising, and put math beside me, saying that we must accompany each other, otherwise it would be difficult for me to make money in the future. Reality is always cruel, it will force me to study mathematics again; It's always painful to accept the reality and learn math again. After working hard with me for so many years, I finally understand a truth: I won't feel pain if I get used to it. I am used to math, too. I will, I will, because if I don't study, I can't pass the exam, but it will cost me a lot of money to finish it. Although money is not everything, I can't pass the exam without money. I have no money at all. If you don't study, you can't do the specialized courses well. If you don't do the specialized courses well, it will be difficult to make money. How can you live without making money? If you can't solve the most basic life problems, how can you realize your dreams?

Come to think of it, after so many years, many people who once thought they were close relatives and friends don't know where they are now, but math has never left me, although I rarely watch it. It's not easy. It's not easy. In order to make up for my debt to it for many years, I will shout loudly at the end of this article: Math, I love you, I really love you, and I promise that we will never be apart again in this life! !