The classroom of the third year of high school always only has a tense atmosphere and busy students. It is scary but it is the place where students stay the longest in a day. Here is the key to the door to success and the bridge to the distant dream. However, for me, who was a poor student, it was like I was walking on a rickety single-plank bridge. In order to prove what you said that we are not parallel, I walked tremblingly and uneasily. Finally, because of lack of perseverance, I fell into a place that I didn't even know, and let it drift without direction...