The preparatory bell rang, and I hurried into the classroom, sat in my seat and waited for the teacher to arrive. After a while, I heard high-heeled shoes banging on the floor and making a "cough, cough, cough …" sound. Listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer, my heart began to feel a little uneasy and my thoughts jumped in my head. Finally, the teacher walked slowly into the classroom.
The teacher is holding the test paper we are going to take tonight in her arms. She scanned the class quickly with her eyes to prevent anyone from cheating. The teacher handed out the test paper, which made me more nervous. I kept telling myself: "Don't be nervous, treat it with a calm heart, I believe I can."
I started writing test papers. The first topic is not too difficult, but the second half is more difficult for me. There is a question, I racked my brains and couldn't think of an answer, but I didn't want to leave it blank, so I had to scribble an answer with a lucky attitude.
When it was time to hand in the paper, I just finished writing it and handed it in directly. After handing it in, I discussed the answers to multiple-choice questions with my classmates. God, I was so careless that I chose the wrong answer on the question that was the easiest to score. Then I went back to the dormitory gloomily, thinking about how many points I would get as I walked. I almost fell down because I was fascinated by it.
Then I thought about it. I learned this lesson. Next time, I will read the topic carefully and listen to the class carefully. I believe that one day I can get good grades, and I believe that many things will grind.
Rinrin Bell, class is over. I am holding a math test paper that I am not very satisfied with. Prominent scores, buzzing like flies, have been disturbing my heart. Looking at this paper, I was in a panic and kept thinking about the scene of going home. Alas, there must be a storm tonight! The students who used to laugh and laugh seemed to be stunned. Looking at the conspicuous scores on the test paper, everyone was silent. Obviously, like me, they may not adapt to the first junior high school exam, and some people fail!
With a heavy heart, I rode my bike slowly home, spread out the test paper and muttered, "Dad, I know the result of today's exam." Dad said, "How did you do in the exam?" I made a mosquito-like sound: "I didn't do very well in this exam." Although the voice was very small, my father heard it like a bolt from the blue. After a while, my father suppressed his anger and analyzed the reasons for the mistakes in this exam with me. Finally, my father said earnestly, "Think about why you didn't do well in this exam."
Lying in bed while sleeping, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. I've been thinking about that. I've been asking again and again, why didn't I do well in this exam? Why ...? Did the teacher teach you badly? No, it's not. Am I not listening carefully in class? No, it's not! Then why on earth? Because of carelessness, I didn't check the test paper carefully, and when I remembered it, I saw the scene during the exam-"I scanned the topic with my eyes and began to do it quickly." Because of my amazing speed, I finished the test paper in less than 30 minutes. I looked up at my classmates around me, and they were still thinking about it! This is, I'm so happy that I'm getting carried away. I quickly looked at the test paper, looked at this question, looked at that question, and soon handed in the paper with confidence. " As a result, when I handed out the test paper, I suddenly found myself deducted several points for carelessness. At this time, I am really annoyed. I decided to get rid of the bad habit of carelessness from today, and I must check it carefully during the exam and don't make the same mistake again.