In fact, I have been abused by mathematics several times. In primary school and junior high school, mathematics is still my strong point. At that time, I thought mathematics was relatively simple, and I followed the teacher's progress wholeheartedly in class. At that time, learning mathematics could also bring me a lot of sense of accomplishment. It was also because I was good at math that I took part in the Olympics, although I didn't win the prize in the end. But things have changed since I went to high school. With the change of teaching methods, after a month, I always feel sleepy in class and can't keep up with the teacher's progress. The first monthly exam, I got the first failure in my life, which was given to me by mathematics. At that time, I felt deeply hit and cried.
Later, when I was preparing for the college entrance examination, I became more and more tired of mathematics because I didn't make much progress, but I couldn't give up. After all, mathematics is a big head, and I still study science. The head teacher gave me a lot of help at that time. He is a math teacher, giving me targeted papers to do and explaining them to me after class. Looking back now, I am still very grateful to him. At that time, the pressure was very great, because there was no improvement after hard work, and the college entrance examination was just around the corner. I cried many times because of math.
Later, when I arrived at the university, although I didn't do well in the math exam, I was probably relieved, but there was nothing too sad, just the shadow of math remained in my heart.