Chen Mo
Received the acceptance letter from Tsinghua University
Hengshui No. 2 Middle School, I have no regrets about the choice
Chen Mo, a graduate of the class of 2021, was admitted to Tsinghua University
The autumn wind rose and blew down a childish atmosphere, and I stepped into the unknown territory with a drizzle of rain.
Before the future two middle schools, Qingbei is like the snow at the head of Mount Everest, which can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be blasphemed. But entering the second middle school, I knew that this was the closest I had to Qingbei, and the magma of Mt. Fuji gushed out of my heart. Experienced teachers who regard students as children have narrowed the distance between me and Qingbei with every word and deed, and have struggled day and night in the spring and autumn of the second and third years to the summer and cold, and opened the gate of Qingbei to within my reach. On July 17th, I personally opened the Tsinghua admission letter, and the door of the second school stood out.
When it comes to the word balance, what comes to mind is "achievement". In 2018, the rain of Heng'er washed away my body full of childish mud, and made me from dependence to independence, and the snow carving of Heng'er in 2019 was imprinted with the true memories of my teachers and friends who accompanied me, which made me from a lonely life to welcome home, and the cicadas of Heng'er in 2021 sang my whole wonderful summer, and achieved my glorious return to my hometown and a bright future. Tsinghua is no longer an untouchable dream in my heart.
The most touching thing for me in the third year of the second middle school was the teacher of the second middle school. The star has not risen, the class teacher is ready to wait for the students in the playground; the sunset has been set, and the teachers are still constantly checking and accepting and talking with the students. Still remembering the class teacher Liu Shengzeng only rested for four hours for two days, his throat was sore and the soles of his feet were blistering, and he was the energetic physics teacher when he went to class. Teacher Li Lina, who still remembers that the child was sick and hospitalized when the school was closed, did not trust us, and deliberately did nucleic acid testing to return to give us a few lessons before the end of the last semester. Teacher Shi Shixin, who was still immobile under the repeated reminders of the doctor, hurriedly left for our grades. Teacher Liu Chunwei, who still remembers always being "naughty" like a child, worked overtime until nine o'clock just for our math learning. I still remember the repeated trips to the classroom by Teacher Chen Xun and Teacher Song Hongyan between classes, just to answer our doubts. They were the people I was closest to in my junior year of high school. They are only a member of the experimental department of the third year of high school, a member of the teachers of the second middle school, and every teacher of the second middle school is a silent cultivator, not asking about the destination, only asking about the future of the students.
The five words "with you" are the source of my sense of security during the college entrance examination preparation and sitting in the examination room, and the red coat melts the tiredness in my heart and ignites my enthusiasm for learning. After half a year of online classes, I was full of unconfidence in my third year of high school, and the first exam was far from reaching the level of my first two years of high school, so I began to doubt myself, whether I would start to decline as some of my classmates entered the third year of high school as the teacher said, but after the teacher talked to me, I found confidence, returned and reached a new height. Before entering the May reinforcement, I also had a sense of fear, but in fact I found a sense of gain from making up for the shortcomings in the exam questions, and in the first round of the exam, my grades fluctuated greatly, I was immersed in loss, but I knew that the loss was useless, so I raised the banner again. The repeated high-fives and hugs with the teacher have brought me great encouragement, and the repeated waving of the flag and the repeated shouts have brought me great support. When I was frustrated and frustrated, I knew that there was my teacher behind me and two middle schools behind me.
Some people say that the second middle school is very tired, it is indeed very tired, but who wants to have a good way out, who is not tired. In the full study, there is a May flying song to adjust life, busy preparation, there are "bonfire party", flying balloons, egg tarts and other full life. Before I came to the second middle school, I also thought that my classmates would be unkind university bullies, but when I really joined this big family, I knew that every classmate was a kind, sincere and friendly person, who could play together, talk together, learn and discuss problems together, and fight side by side.
If I had to choose again, I would choose two. I never regret my choice.
I would like to pay my most sincere respect to the Second Middle School.