That night, I couldn’t sleep over and over, and her words kept ringing in my ears - “I won‘t study next semester.”

She said it with a smile, so helpless.When I arrived at school early this morning, a winter wind came to her face. She rushed over and asked me to help her write her classmate record. Although I was a little disgusted with my classmates’ records shortly after the beginning of school, when I saw her expectant eyes, I had to go back to write a few words for her. When she returned it to her, she did not forget to ask, “why do you want to write a student record?”

“I won‘t take it next semester.” She said, “so hurry up and help me write my classmate record.”.“What? No? Why? ” I blurted out in surprise. “Anyway, I can’t get into high school. It‘s the same whether I study or not.” “But your writing is very good, at least better than mine. Keep reading. ” I said in a hurry. “All right? What’s the use of that I still want to continue to persuade her, but it seems that something is blocking her throat, speechless. Finally, he just said, ”show me.“ Actually, I didn‘t really want to see it, because I felt like she wouldn’t let it. Like all of her people, they will protect themselves strictly, and no one is allowed to touch them. But this time she showed me a lot. After reading a page, the score of each article is not lower than 90, and even several are full marks. However, there is a sense of separation and helplessness between the lines. Unconsciously, tears have wet eyes.

Just in junior high school, everyone has a lofty ideal and a strong motivation, she is no exception. She used to be so hard-working, so persistent, what‘s more valuable is not three-point fever. That night after self-study, she turned on the desk lamp to study alone, and the figure that she appeared in the classroom before daybreak was still fresh in my mind. But now why will fall into this kind of had to give up the situation, I do not know, also only empty for her melancholy sigh. Although her seat was just behind me, I did not dare to return ben to her for fear that she would see me with dim eyes.Junior three, will be an unforgettable time.

How many transfer schools, and how many leave; how many give up and how many insist? I can’t help asking myself: Why are you leaving one by one? Why do so many people give up? Is this the cruelty of competition? Alas, so long have persisted, why give up at this time, give up all previous achievements. I feel soft hearted, but what can I do? Since it‘s competition, sooner or later someone will withdraw and be eliminated. That night, I stayed up all night, only waiting for the dim light in the East, when the chicken reported Jinxiao, I just dragged my tired body to go to the early self-study. After that, she was still the first to go to the classroom as usual. She still loved heartless smile as always, but I added a little bit of sentimental feelings for her. I don’t know who will be the first to come to the classroom every morning next spring, or how many people will leave next spring. I just hope that she will find a more suitable way out for her, and strive to go on, and finally harvest the rich fruits of victory in exchange for her sweat and hard work.

Maybe ten years later, we will become passers-by a and B, but I will always bless her, and I also wish all the ”painstaking people“ will ”live up to the sky“.

I believe that God rewards diligence. Although victory is not always behind the efforts and efforts, we can get it when we look back, but at least we have insisted on it, and we have lived up to it.