Whose fault?

When I was a child, my mathematics was always very good. When our three classes formed a big class to work together, after fighting with classmates:

After a few days, even though I was wrong, the math teacher was too. . . . . Since I had been fighting with that good classmate, I only asked me three times before I went to math. I didn’t ask any questions. I only asked me three. Usually, when I was in class, he called me to answer, but today I held his hand. Look at me at a glance. Finally he called me to answer, but I was wrong because of my heart! But he satirized me in the classroom. After that, I gradually lost my confidence in mathematics. I never raised my hand in math class. I often thought about making a mistake in my heart. I thought that I would hurry to go to the country.

Now I have gone to the middle school mathematics and can't improve the original results. I listened to the mathematics teacher class in class, and listened to the thoughts and flew over the earth, the solar system, the galaxy... When I saw the long heads of the mathematics, I was dizzy. Students can say that this topic is so simple, you can't, but I don't ask the teacher, I can only blindly check the computer, because then my mathematics has dropped again. Fortunately, when I was not assigned to the national school, the foundation was very good. Ok, I am barely passing the exam.

Little teacher! You are too... Even if that thing is wrong, can I change it? You don't need to let a student with good mathematics fall to this point, and I haven't done it myself. I shouldn't listen to your class like that. I really hate how I could fall into my own life. This is the point.

Now I want to understand, I must be like a proof of my strength, I want everyone to see me!

First day: Tiansheng