Looking out of the window, the white clouds are so free, and I was looking at the spread on the table that a lot of brightly coloured booklet, in trance. Oh, that's all I have to do homework. At this point, I can not help but fell into a meditation. Ever since I entered junior high school, I still do not understand, I suffer the day is coming. I thought the junior middle school is not as rumors so dread, but, in a day I will know my mind is how ridiculous, job shop days Gaidide coming to me. I like all the people who lived through the period, big mouth loud protests, but, I protest did not work, but attracted more curses, said I not to know good from bad, serious when still something to whip me, until I cried for mercy, and admits that he is wrong ( actually I did not think so the ), just leave a words, stamping their feet and let me roll, I in the face of reality, after numerous failures, soft down, started in accordance with the provisions do parents : get up at five a.m., eleven p.m.. Anyway, I survived, and have achieved good results, because I always tell myself: again painstakingly again tired just boil the past, summer can be good fun. I am full of hope, looking forward to the summer. Finally, the summer holiday is coming, but that a exercise book, an English book, my hope is like a piece of tissue paper as apart. I don't understand to ask: I have finished my work, how to write! But, did not care for me, no one answered my question. Alas, a day to remember 400 words, remember not to punish. Wrote here, I can't help to tears the green tunic, they, my parents, don't understand me, was determined to make me better, but, I understand their painstaking, but there's no need to not let me play, only let me learn. I don't understand, why they think learning can let me learn better? Alas, I do not want to understand, play not good? I don't understand! This is my truth, but anyway, I will use my tender words to carry out a little resistance
我只會寫這個,意思是
遙望窗外,白云是那么自在,而我卻望著那攤在桌子上那一大堆的花花綠綠的冊子,在出神.唉,那些都是我要做的作業(yè).此時,我不禁陷入了沉思.
自從我進(jìn)入了初中,我還不明白,我受苦受難的日子就要到來了.我還以為初中并不像傳言中的那么可怖,可是,在一天的時間里我就知道了我的想法是多么可笑,作業(yè)鋪天蓋地得向我涌來.此時我像所有經(jīng)歷過這個時期的人們一樣,大張著嘴大聲抗議,可是,我的抗議沒有奏效,而是招來了更多的罵聲,說我不知好歹,嚴(yán)重時還用東西抽我,直到我大聲求饒,并承認(rèn)自己錯了（其實我心里并不是這樣想的）,才丟下一句臟話,跺著腳讓我滾,我在這個現(xiàn)實面前,在無數(shù)次失敗以后,軟弱了下來,開始按照家長的規(guī)定做事：凌晨五點起床,晚上十一點睡覺.不管怎么樣,我熬過來了,并取得了較好的成績,因為我時刻告訴我自己：再苦再累只要熬過去,暑假就能好好玩了.我滿心懷著希望,盼著暑假的來臨.終于,暑假來了,可那一個個練習(xí)冊,一本本英語書,把我的希望猶如一片薄紙一樣撕碎了.我不解得問：我的工作做完了呀,怎么還要寫!可,沒人理我,沒人回答我的問題.唉,一天要記400多個單詞,記不住還要罰.寫到這里,我不禁要淚撒青袍了,他們,我的父母,都不理解我,都一心讓我變得更好,可是,我明白他們的苦心,但也沒必要不讓我玩,只讓我學(xué)習(xí)吧.我想不明白,為什么他們會認(rèn)為光學(xué)習(xí)會讓我學(xué)得更好?唉,我想不明白,玩不好嗎?我想不明白!
這就是我的心里話,可不管怎樣,我會用我稚嫩的筆墨進(jìn)行一點小小的反抗.
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