Moe Academy: Resurrection Battle

I walked alone under the pale blue sky with my head down. The sun hugged me tightly, and beads of sweat appeared on my forehead. I held the unsatisfactory test paper in my hand. I didn't want to look at it any more, but I didn't want to put it in my schoolbag. The depression in my heart was covering their houses little by little, getting higher and higher. I rubbed my temples to make myself clearer, but the anxious sun messed up my thoughts. Summer is coming, and even the wind carries its unique warm breath. After all, I am grown up. I will never cry my heart out because of the failure of the exam. Only a faint sadness lingers between my eyebrows and refuses to leave for a long time. I don't know when the flowers downstairs came out from the ground. The beautiful blue is set against the green grass around, refreshing and pleasant. Suddenly I feel that we are luckier than flowers. They spend their whole lives just for this short flowering period. Success or failure is only that time; but we can at least learn from the big and small exams and lay the foundation for the last fight. When I got home, I threw the test paper behind me, telling myself that it was no big deal, but my heart was heavy with regret. The sun lay softly on the table, silent. I lay on the sofa, headphones in my ears, and the melodious melody danced in my ears. The wind obviously came, and the test paper was brought to me. I picked it up hesitantly and looked at it over and over again. Suddenly I found that the scores were really interesting. The scores were obviously not very big, but I lost one in the front and one in the back, and finally I only had more than 80 points after tidying up. Finally I decided to play games. After all, I didn’t want to waste the whole afternoon in regret for the past. I sorted out my mood and set off today! Once upon a time, on a Christmas night, I was alone in a corner, looking out through the small gap left by the curtains: old people and children were dancing to the music. I was alone, lonely, and quiet, staying in that dark corner. The next day finally came. When the first ray of sunshine shot into that corner, it ignited the pile of dead wood in my heart, inspired my long-forgotten passion, and warmed my cold heart... I know that the sunshine has not forgotten me, it will always be treasured in my heart, forever... Once upon a time, listening to that song, looking at the drizzle outside the window, I felt an inexplicable sadness in my heart. The dripping sound of the rain seemed to be the sad love song in my heart, which matched me perfectly. When the rain stopped, when the song ended, a ray of sunshine shot into the hut, and I felt an inexplicable touch in my heart. I know that the sunshine has not forgotten me, it will be treasured in my heart, forever... Once upon a time, in that sunny hut. I danced to my heart's content; I sang loudly; I cried loudly; I shouted loudly: I can do it! I am the best! Because I know that the sunshine has not forgotten me, it will always be treasured in my heart, forever...The sunshine in my heart accompanies me as I grow up; the sunshine in my heart makes me happy; it allows me to face every day, every minute and every second in my life brilliantly...I will put the sunshine in my heart into my magic box, I will treasure it forever, it will always flow in my blood and sustain me in the air...The sunshine appears brighter when it shines into the cracks in the dark, maybe everyone has sunshine in their hearts.