"You got 80 points in math this time. What happened recently? " The teacher criticized me in a reproachful tone. I think I am usually the top five good students in my class. My grades have dropped so fast recently. At this time, I shed tears of regret. I was scolded again when I trudged home. My mother was unhappy all night, and my father just fell asleep after watching TV for a while, ignoring me at all. This is all caused by my poor test. At this time, I thought of peacetime. After finishing my homework every day, my mother and father always ask me to do math problems, but I just don't do them, which leads to the bad habit of not reviewing and being old and proud. From then on, I made up my mind to study hard.
Every night, I have to do a whole set of math problems. If you can't, you will have to study for a long time, and you will be willing to work out the answer. And I have to go to cram school every Sunday. That's it. Many things happen. In another exam, I got 97 out of 80. When I brought my paper home, my mother and father encouraged me with a word of praise. My heart was filled with joy at that time.
I remembered the song in my ear again. I think people have been studying almost all their lives. With the bitterness of learning, there is sweetness of learning and progress.