在老师的眼里,我是一个好学生。似乎,我的成绩从不下降。但是,那是不可能的,有一段时间,我的成绩降得很厉害,作业一塌糊涂,特别是数学。那一次,当测验卷发下来的时候,我想哭。我从未试过考那么低分。处于怕丢脸的顾虑,我没有在同学面前放声大哭,心里却闷得难受。放学了,我的名字出现在留堂名单里。我从来没有留过堂。我终于忍不住了,在人前放声大哭起来。同学们都用怜悯的眼神看着我。我讨厌这种 In the eyes of the teacher, I am a good student. It seems that my grades never drop. However, that is impossible, and for some time my grades have been drastically reduced and I have had a mess, especially math. That time, when the test curls down, I want to cry. I have never tried that low score. Fear of shame in fear, I did not cry loudly in front of classmates, but my heart was bored uncomfortable. After school, my name appeared in the list of deputies. I have never left the hall. I finally could not stand it, burst into tears in front of people. The students looked at me with pity. I hate this