I have a date with math

Monday, May 2019, 5, sunny.

Countdown to the college entrance examination, 11.

This is my last week of high school.

A week is no longer as abstract as a [-]-day swearing-in. In my high school, I spent countless weeks. Everyone knows how short a week is.

Our school is a boarding school. The school is far away from the urban area. There is also special treatment for the college entrance examination. All students can take the exam in this school.

When I took the English listening test, I took the test in this school. It was a coincidence that my teacher who invigilated me was my junior high school English teacher.

She didn't know if she didn't recognize me, and she didn't call me when she greeted me, she was ruthless.

The aunts and uncles who collect used books downstairs in the dormitory have received a lot of business recently. When passing by the downstairs of the dormitory, there are several large pockets of books placed in the aisle.

In the corridors of the dormitory, people often drag big bags downstairs.

It is said that the price of used books has been lowered again, Xiao Xiao is eager to try.

Although he said that he would repeat the reading, he was not polite at all when he collected the book.

I did a free labor with Mathematics, and he treated us to ice cream when he finished.

He also told me to deal with my own books as soon as possible. I thought about it. If they wait until the college entrance examination is over, they will be busy packing their bags and leaving. Maybe no one will be free to help me move the books, so I agreed. .

There are still many papers in my pile of discarded books, which are neatly stacked together. Not only have I finished every question, but I have also carefully annotated it with a red pen.

These were all made when I was in my freshman year of high school, and seeing them is full of memories.

When I collected the books, I clearly knew that my high school youth was coming to an end.

In addition to these, I also received my old diary - I couldn't help opening it, thinking of the time when I finished my homework late at night and spent a few minutes or ten minutes writing in the diary.

Back then, I was full of longing for high school life, and I didn't want to miss every wonderful thing, so I wanted to record every interesting thing every day.

From the first day when I came to this school with my bags on my back, I also seriously wrote down my views on meeting every new teacher.

In the first year of high school, we not only had Chinese, mathematics, English, physics, chemistry, and biology, but also history, geography, politics, psychology, art, music, and a lot of courses.

When I first entered, I was still very unfamiliar with this school. I didn't know where to get a meal card, and where was the dormitory.

And now, I have traveled to every corner of the school.

At that time, I was still cursing in my diary because there was too long a queue at the place where the meal card was issued.And because it was the first time I came to boarding school, I had never seen a card, and I described how amazing it was in my diary.

I also saw in the diary that times have changed and things have changed.

Because I saw that I often mentioned my junior high school classmates in it, but now, I have no contact with them.

Either I am busy, or they are busy.Seeing these familiar names now is still full of memories!

There are a lot of messy things in the diary, and I wrote a thick half of it.

I started to have the habit of keeping a diary when I was in elementary school, but when I went to look at Xiaoxue’s diary when I was in junior high school, I found that what I wrote was all journals, so I tore them up.