After the second year of high school, all the teachers were changed, and the best combination of teachers at that time led the students to the college entrance examination. The math teacher was replaced by a senior teacher X, who also served as the class teacher. The Chinese teacher was replaced by a senior teacher X, who also served as the class teacher of the temporary class. The English teacher was replaced by a young teacher X, ......Because I saw the situation of the senior brothers and sisters entering the college entrance examination, I also felt the joyful moment of the title of the gold list, and I also saw the sadness of the name of Sun Shan. Every student entered a tense moment, getting up before dawn in the morning to go to the classroom for self-study, there was no lighting in the morning, and everyone was a small candle in front of them. I remember that the back of one of my tunics was scorched by a small candle in the back seat, and I can't remember what I wore in high school, but this mark is still impressive. Later, someone said, "Did you use kerosene lamps in the classroom at that time?" If you think about it, it seems that this is really not the case. In my memory, the students in the dormitory are all students from the countryside, and the top two students who study best are also children from the countryside. I remember that there was also a selection test for a provincial mathematics competition, and the results are unknown.
The results of each monthly exam and final exam in the future are very poor, and they are all of a medium level. I was so anxious that I couldn't sleep and felt that many years later, I still haunted my mind like a nightmare, and I often dreamed that I was taking the college entrance examination. In the second year of high school, there were specific courses, and every day I digested the class and did more exercise sets step by step. At that time, it was really a sea of books, the entire desk was covered with test papers, and I was reluctant to throw them away, it felt like a mountain was pressing on my heart. At this time when I was distraught, during the normal evening self-study time, the English teacher suddenly came to my side and asked me to come out. The head is buzzing, is this a prelude to being criticized? Don't write this paragraph, let it be up to the imagination of comrades, it is estimated that many students have had it (10,000 words are omitted here).