Since the first grade, I have had countless exams, but after each exam, my mood is different: happy, excited, sad, complaining ... Now I look at my previous papers and feel how naive and stupid I am. I know, I didn't know anything before, but now it's different, and I've grown up a lot.

That exam was my fifth grade math exam. That time, I glanced at the test paper and it looked quite simple. I confidently picked up the brush. The classroom is so quiet that I can't help feeling a little excited. I looked around and their expressions were so calm. I thought, why are they so stiff? Nobody offended them? "Ding ..." The bell rang, and I taught the test paper. I was silently happy. I have answers and walked out of the classroom with a smile on my face. When I got home, I was still very excited and looking forward to the next day's math class.

Teacher Pi has a serious expression. He failed first, and then he gave me a score of 86.

I walked to the podium with heavy steps, opened the test paper and saw that it was really 86 points. You don't say! I'm so sure of these questions, how come I only got 86 points? My mood seems to have suddenly fallen into the hell in heaven. Back in my seat, I read my wrong question carefully. What? How can it be wrong here? That's weird. How is it wrong again? It's really, really weird. After the teacher handed out the test paper, his expression was still so serious.

Through this exam, I realized the truth contained in it: everyone in the world is different, we should know how to be modest and remember: there are people outside, and there are days behind.

After passing this exam, I understand that there is nothing to be proud of and I can't look down on others. We should be modest and not self-righteous. Whenever I do well in the exam, I will be very proud, but when I think about the exam in Grade Three, my pride will gradually drop. I feel ashamed when I think of my arrogance at that time. I was naive at that time.