If I am poor

The unpleasantness in my heart makes me angry. It’s not my intention to hate my incompetence and make myself so embarrassed. Only who can understand the pain of a poor student. I am very inferior, because I am a poor student, no one in the class knows no one. Everyone laughed at me behind me and reviled me. Said that I am stupid, saying that I will never be able to catch up with their progress. My heart is like a drop of blood, like lying in a pool of blood and silently crying.

Yes, I am really stupid. When someone learns something in one lesson, I have to take ten lessons. Therefore, the results are always not ideal. I have thought about being degraded. But I am not willing, I hate my stupid brain, hate my own powerlessness, but I have any way to change the status quo. Although no one is smart, I will not give up. But what about it, it’s not the same result. Everyone still laughs at me, stays away from me, hates me. Even the teacher is like this. My heart is like a mirror. It has already been riddled with holes but nothing. Am I not already numb to this situation? But why is there always a faint loss in my heart that makes me sad alone.

I actually had a very clever mind at first, but then I went back to the country. A car that my sister was riding hit me, and I was too stupid since then. Mom and Dad tried their best to make me feel as smart as I used to be. But reality is cruel, I can't get back. I can only keep stupid until I die. Only when the soul reincarnate can we have a smart brain. I really want to cry a lot, I hate the injustice of fate, I am so miserable. The classmates looked down, the teacher squinted at the opposite, and the relatives shook their heads and said that it was a pity that the parents were also disheartened to think that I had no hope at all. But I myself are struggling to pursue the same things as before, but why I am forced by life to have no retreat. Even though I insisted not to give up, I myself was shaken now. The achievements and favors that others have at hand are not as good as the stars in the sky.

What should I do? Is this because of stupidity, the world has abandoned me. I stood in the wind, feeling not only the cold wind, but actually more of the kind of disappointment that made me unable to fall. I am wrong, only because I was accidentally hit by someone that year and hit the stone rock is the brain can not be used normally. The world abandoned me and isolated me, let me know the world is warm and cold. Let me know the sadness of people. If you learn well, the world will turn around you, but once you become dull, all the warmth that once belonged to you is gone, as if you have only experienced it in your dreams.

I think this is a poor treatment! Very lonely, but no one will understand your mood. Some just ridicule, just ridicule, I am almost desperate. The pillar of hope in the heart seems to be slowly disintegrating in the words of the classmates. I was really a little corrupted by the huge network of people around me. I seem to have no soul, and some are just the body. Let the body of others talk as if it is the only excuse I live in the world. In fact, I thought about suicide, not for anything else, but for the sake of my own despised dignity, not being trampled on, and reluctantly coexisting with the body, the so-called beautiful world that I have long been bored with. My heart died early and died so simply. Without a little dust, just when I became a poor student, everyone thought that I was already dead. In this world, I have experienced desolation and pain, and there is no good at all. Why do you want to create me and make me live in the world all day long? My heart can't wait to die immediately, stay away from this right and wrong, and find a place where you can live quietly and let me rest. I don't want to argue with people any more. I don't want to see the right and wrong things in the world again. It makes me feel uneasy and I am sad all day.

I am still me, but after the baptism of the heart. Although the shape does not change, my heart is not like the original one. Unfamiliar people are scared and their hearts are silent. I want to say poor, after all, it is sad, no one can know how bitter the bitterness of the stomach is. No one understands, no one realizes, that kind of sadness, that kind of distress. I am a poor student, but my heart is even higher than you. Because I will not give up, I will only stick to my ideals.

Snow lotus is always open on the high cliffs. Although it is full of wind and frost, it is beautiful and fascinating. I will not feel sorry for losing my life immediately. Because at least I have completed my mission, even if the next second makes me die, I am willing, will never say a little scared. The beauty of Snow Lotus is unparalleled, but the pain is equally unbearable. But if I can fulfill my dreams, I would rather be so stupid.

I am a poor student, but I am not stupid. I have ideals, ambitions, and countless perseverance. I am waiting for life to give me hardships. No matter how vague the dream is, it always lurks in our hearts, so that our state of mind will never be quiet until the dream becomes a reality. I will not give up anyway. Although it is a poor student, but what about it. Isn't the heart the same?

I believe that if I am a poor student, I will never give up!

First day: Linger