In senior three, I was lucky enough to sit at the same table with the first person in our class. She is the most diligent person I know in school life.

In each of her books, "Peking University" is written. She is a master who is determined to go to Peking University. She is not in the top five in her grade. Our school is a key high school, and going to Tsinghua is very promising. Since I became a deskmate with her, I have been frustrated all over. No matter in the big exam or the small exam, my grades are far from her. ?

People study really hard. We go to the classroom for self-study at 5: 30 in the morning, and she goes to the classroom half an hour early every day. High school students have great study pressure and short sleep time. They dare not sleep in class. They will take a rest in the morning self-study time, but she never slacks off. When she is sleepy, she will automatically stand up and read.

She never eats three meals a day with others. She always runs to the restaurant, runs back to the classroom after eating, and soon enters the learning state. She never drank porridge in the morning, but bought a steamed bun and disappeared on her way back to the classroom. She told me that she thought it would be great if people didn't eat, so that they could spend more time studying.

We also had physical education class and physical education class in the first half of our freshman year. Most of them are free activities We girls will take advantage of physical education class to eat snacks and chat. Boys can play basketball and table tennis, but she brought some books, wrote and counted. We all think that she is crazy.

There are few holidays in senior three. We only have two days off a month, and the teacher left a pile of homework. We all choose to take some homework home and do some after coming to school to relax. She always takes it home and a lot of papers to write. I said, "Just two days. Can I finish reading it?" She said, "Time is like water in a sponge. You can squeeze as much as you want. " She never leaves time for herself.

Once, on a rest day, she told me that she was scared to death at home. I asked her what happened. She said that her parents never let her study too late every time she went back. She was also afraid that her parents would worry, so she turned off the light in the room on time and studied under the covers with a flashlight. This time, she is solving a problem. Unexpectedly, the flashlight was dead, so she fumbled for the battery. As a result, she stepped on her cat, and the cat screamed sadly. I didn't expect her to go home and study so hard.

There is still a week before the college entrance examination. Every senior three student is making a final sprint, silent in the sea of questions every day, dreaming of reciting English compositions and doing math problems at night. She did better. She never goes back to the dormitory to sleep at night. She studies in the classroom every day. If she is sleepy, she will lie prone on the table and rest for ten minutes. Let me set the alarm clock and wake her up then. I admire her learning spirit very much. Hard work pays off, and she was admitted to Peking University as she wished.