how tired i am! looking at the night lamp,
i think about nothing in particular.
i also don't feel like saying anything
soft music comes from the radio. it makes me more tired and sleepy.
my eyelids are feeling heavy.
suddenly,it occurs to me that i haven't done my homework yet.
what a shame!i have to turn off the radio and open my math exercise book.
"which of the six graphs best represents each function?"
reads the title.
the work is not difficult for me,
but i am weary and when i see the mountainous pile of books on my left,
i really don't want to do any more.
sometimes i hate having to read so many books.
i don't know why we have to read all kinds of books
and take so many boring examinations.
some teachers divide students into groups according to how high their marks are
it seems that students with different marks are treated differently.
it is a good idea but do teachers really know how a"bad-student"thinks?
i guess it's the worst way.
as we know some nobel winners were actually bad students,
while none of the top students ever win it.
what do you think about it?
everyone,including students,teachers, parents etc.
expects the education system to change.
as the students, we all need to study in the same wonderful sunshine.
i should let you know,that what the students need is knowledge
but not necessarily high marks.
it's 12 o'clock now.
i hope that i didn't get too carried away musing over these problems.
anyhow,i have to prepare for tomorrow's test.
i really don't want to say anymore.
what a busy morning
either the first streaming of the sunshine,which broke the dark night,
or the hurried steps on the stairs made by those who hastened to catch the time
brough me back to consciousness,and before my window of heart being opened,
my hand had reached out of the warm quilt
to the watch placed on the bed-stand.
with a sleeping look at the watch,
i repeated the time deep in my heart,"twenty to seven."
"what?twenty to seven?"
throwing the quilt aside without losing time,
i jumped to my feet and addressed myself at flying speed.
with a basin,in which lay the tooth- brush and toothpaste on my left hand,
and the towel around my neck,i hurried to the washroom.
putting down the basin and switching on the tap,
i turned to the closet and took out of a bag of instant noodles,
with the purpose of cooking myself breakfast.
hot vapor rose from the pot.
i stood brushing my yellowish teeth beside the hearth,
monitoring the cooking process.
few minutes later, the noodles were ready,and washing was done.
hot as it was,it couldn't hinder me from eating.
as i got to my feet and walked to the door,
i picked up a piece of scroll to wipe off the grease around my rosy mouth
as i was running towards the regular bus stop,
the bus started off and and disappeared in the distance...
my mother is a kind and gentle woman.
she is always very gentle.
she takes good care of all four of her children and keep us all at school.
i have one brother and two sisters. she gives us every comfort.
we all love her and she loves us,too.
my mother has too much to do in bringing us up.
as our family is too poor to keep a servant,
my mother always has much work to do.
she gets up very early and sleeps very late everyday.
she works hard without complaining.
she is also a thrify and industrious woman.
she saves every cent that she can keeps everything in order.
as she has been busy ever since she was young,
she looks older than she really is.
her face is wrinkled her hair has become silver-white,
but she works as hard as ever.
often she says to us"work while you work play while you play.
if you do not work, you will become lazy and of no use to society."
what a piece of good advice it is!
we must always keep it in mind.