What are the descriptions of the sad environment of failing the exam?

1. The wind rises and falls, and the sky is covered with dark clouds, which shrouds the once clear sky like splashing ink. Another gust of wind poured into my somewhat thin clothes, shaking the pale test paper in my hand that recorded my grades. The feet are like lead-filled, stiff and numb walking, the heart, falling, falling, almost despairing;

2. I don't want to sing on the bluestone slab, because the potholed surface is as devastated as the lost confidence in my heart.

3. The shoulder strap of the schoolbag is on the shoulder, and it hurts to make two thin traces, very heavy, looking at the hanging sunset orange glamorously close at hand, as if it is about to melt and want to shed tears, are you crying for me?

4. A frustrated rain was sprinkled on the earth, stepping on the raindrops, watering the sorrow of failure, and being in the shade of the campus trees, the premature aging leaves swirled in the air one by one, a little cool, but it could not extinguish the anxiety in my heart. The midterm exam is smashed, and the monthly exam is coming again.

5. Tossing and turning, and it is the season of scattered leaves, scattered and broken, and my sky has lost its color.

The sky was gray, as if it was going to rain, but there were no tears of God; Is he taking pity on me? Still comforting my lonely heart. The whole world stopped for me, and my heart was like a rain crying, wandering alone on the other side of the sky, and a frustrated rain was scattered on the earth.

Stepping on the raindrops, pouring the sorrow of failure, and being in the shade of the campus. The leaves of the premature decay swirled in the air one by one. A little cool, but it can't extinguish the anxiety in my heart:

The midterm exam is smashed, and the monthly exam is coming again. The wind was blowing, and a small fallen leaf fluttered and swirled not far away, unwilling to land for a long time, as if struggling, trying to fly up the branches, but always backfired. A gust of wind pushed it in front of me. I reached for it, but it suddenly became alive and walked towards the wind impartially.

It floated for a short distance, but it fell crookedly onto the muddy ground full of fallen leaves. It's a dead leaf butterfly! Squatting down, looking carefully, the golden bottom, brown lines, wonderful dead leaf camouflage.

Why doesn't it fly anymore? The wet wings speak of all ......The once wind elves, at this moment, are silently imprisoned on the surface. If its wings are seriously injured, can it still shuttle among the flowers and play with them?

It's so beautiful, and so fragile, that it seems to shatter at the slightest touch. Let me take it away, I think, and let its beauty become eternal under my care. But suddenly, at the moment of touching my hand, it escaped from my hand and continued to fight against the wind.

Won't it let me have it? Doesn't it know that it will be torn apart in the wind and rain, or that when it is exhausted, it will fall to the ground and be ruthlessly trampled on? The pair of beautiful wings are high and low, far and near, and it seems that a short break has allowed it to draw strong power and spin to its heart's content!

This is the way of nature, perhaps by absorbing water and washing away filth, the wings can be lighter and better welcome the arrival of the sun. The butterfly flew farther and farther in the wind, and the wind reached my ears with its words: as long as the wings are still there, they should not stop ......I don't know when the rain stopped, and the shadow of the sun was faintly visible in the eastern sky.

There may be a rainbow! I stood up and continued to explore the ocean of knowledge!

The wind rises and the leaves fall into the sky, the wind rises and the leaves fall into the sky, the dark clouds and twilight are the wind and the leaves fall into the sky, the dark clouds splash ink like the wind rises and the leaves fall into the sky, the hanging clouds splash ink like the wind rises and the leaves fall in the sky, and the clouds splash ink like shrouded the once clear sky.

The description of the sad environment of the exam failure can be written like this:

1. A frustrated rain is sprinkled on the earth. Stepping on the raindrops, pouring the sorrow of failure, and being in the shade of the campus. The premature aging leaves swirled in the air one by one, a little cool, but it couldn't extinguish the anxiety in my heart: the midterm exam was smashed.

2. I sat helplessly in my seat, thinking that I could get a few points this time, and the rolls were sent down one by one, and my heart was pounding like a headless fly at this time, lest I get a bad result. Time is so long.

3. The exam was smashed again, and the mood was like the sky, gloomy, and there were gusts of cold wind from time to time. The wind scrapers on me, and I can't help but tremble.

4. How could I only score 85 points, no! I was dumbfounded, and I sat down in my seat with tears in my eyes.

5. Xiao Zhang, 60 points. In an instant, the sound was like thunder, and I was distraught.

Before the exam, the teacher asked us to review, and the students were concentrating on reading, but I was always unable to concentrate, afraid that the exam would disappoint my father, after all, every parent is looking forward to Jackie Chan! I persevered like this for a while, and then I thought: as long as I do my best and get the score I can only get, my father should not blame me, because he usually loves me so much.

Thinking of this, I was engrossed in reading the book.

It's really "time is like an arrow, day and night are like a shuttle"! After a while, the bell rang after class, I put away the textbook and simply played happily for ten minutes, didn't my father say that learning should be a big test, a small test, a small test, don't play, you must relax before the exam!

The exam was about to come, and the teacher put away all the books so that we didn't cheat, and told us to stretch out our hands one by one to see if we had written anything related to the exam.

The exam has officially begun!

I confidently took the paper and started the question. The first question is a listening test. It was a no-brainer for me.

Because I belong to the rat, I have one of the most sensitive ears; The second question is to write words. I started with the first eight questions, but the last question encountered a roadblock, it was r se, I filled in the rise first, but then I thought of the teacher's question a few days ago, I had an understanding, and hurriedly changed it to rose, which means rose; The third question is a multiple-choice question, I have long been familiar with this kind of question, and I have memorized the sentences like a stream, which cannot help me at all; The last question is simpler, it is to write the words according to the English standard, and I will continue to do it as if I had the help of God.

After I finished doing it, I handed in the exam papers and found that the existing classmates had sad faces; Some students are writing questions without thinking; Some students were still thinking about the pen, although the weather was very cold now, and a slight sweat appeared on the forehead of one student. It's really diverse, all kinds of beings.