Four Selected Inspirational Classic Stories of College Entrance Examination

Selected inspirational classic stories of the first college entrance examination

For us, the college entrance examination is undoubtedly a turning point in life, which determines our next life trajectory. However, a damn C mercilessly rejected my countless dreams and my 12 years of efforts. Obviously, I have become a member who can't adapt to the reform of Jiangsu college entrance examination in 2008. But I know that the reason cannot be attributed to the changeable competition system, improvisation, psychological adjustment, or accidents in the examination room. In short, the skills are not as good as people! Three months after the end of the college entrance examination, when others are enjoying the joy of getting the admission notice, I have to make a choice in the anxiety of day and night-repeat!

There is a long period of hesitation before making such a decision. Especially when I face other people's strange eyes, I imagine that I will start another round of getting up at 5: 30 every day, 1 1: 00 to sleep, facing piles of papers that I can't finish reading from morning till night. Knowing that I have to worry about every exam, big or small, and knowing that I can't predict the final result of the next year, I hesitate to choose a third-rate college to end all this. I remembered my mother's expectant eyes, my dream when I first entered high school, and the vows I wrote on my desk in the past three years. Don't! I am not reconciled! I won't just give up, just study for another year. Fight for the oath!

Senior four began to appear calm. The first stage of the exam has begun. When I stepped into the examination room that I knew all too well, the song "Young Battlefield" was playing on the radio. The picture of last year has been flashing in my mind: last year, I sat on this desk and I was admitted to the top ten of my class for the first time; My best friend used to use the front desk, and now he is studying in a key university ... an impulse to cry suddenly struck. When the bell rang, I had to swallow my tears and start writing with trembling hands. ...

The disadvantage of mathematics made me stumble in the college entrance examination. The previous blow made me almost lose my confidence in mathematics, but I also understood that the most important thing is to repeat and learn from each other! The days of repeating classes are precious. I spend almost 50% of my time and energy on math. I work hard, but I'm embarrassed to improve my math scores. I will carefully analyze every test paper, record the analysis of wrong questions, and always give myself warning and encouragement. I know my basic knowledge of mathematics and the requirements of first-class universities for mathematics. I know that I can only get closer to my future if I keep working hard and work harder. Come on, come on. Physical education class? Let's practice in math problems! Lunch break? Let's have a rest in the wrong topic set! Math, I must beat you!

A year has passed, and the second college entrance examination seems to come too fast. Nervous? Of course! Anxiety? Needless to say! But these are not comparable to my self-confidence and belief in winning. On the first day of the Chinese exam, I finished ringing the bell and finished my composition. Mathematics is still very tense, which can be called a race against time. Thanks to this year's leak detection, although time is tight, it is much easier to do. As soon as I got home from the exam, my old best friend called. He urged me to forget the math exam and prepare for the next day's exam. In fact, I didn't listen to anything at that time, just moved. Don't worry, man!

Finally, I can find the score! I pressed the number with trembling hands and dialed the wrong number several times in a row. Finally, I dialed. I entered the admission ticket number in a hurry, and the prompt tone from the phone was so slow that I really wanted to delete the useless prompt. The shadow of last year still hangs over my mind, and I really can't afford to be hit again. After a long wait of one minute, the scores got into my ears one by one, which was no worse than my estimated score! 370AA+, 22 points more than this, with more than 6000 students in the whole province/kloc-0. Although I am not particularly outstanding, I know that I get more than just grades. I know enough!

My senior year is over. Looking back now, I feel as if I have quietly passed. I thought to myself: this road is a senior three, and the pressure is like Mount Tai, but I am bent on moving forward. Yes, true warriors dare to face their own failures; Yes, get up from where you fell.

Selected inspirational classic stories of college entrance examination

Finally, I can calm down and remember and savor it in such an early morning, which belongs to my miracle of senior three.

I want to use the comments of the head teacher to describe the last semester of senior three: "You know how to care about the world but you can't. You are extremely determined, but you can't escape the temptation of reality. You can see the mountains in the distance, but you can't see the road under your feet. Sometimes I call it persistence, sometimes I regard self-satisfaction as self-confidence, and sometimes I feel that I am the almighty God who can save others and save the world. Finally, I became a clay idol crossing the river. Sometimes it is a "pseudo-master" who is really full of weaknesses and still doesn't care, and sometimes it is a poor person who is really ruined and complacent. " Seeing these comments and criticisms, I feel panic, but I am more confused-what should I do? ...

The habit of being riddled with holes made my grades drop from the first place in the second year of high school to forty or fifty places, but at that time I was still full of confidence and felt that I could make a comeback.

This is the first half of senior three. Looking at the decline in performance, watching Peking University go away in confusion and struggle. ...

What I have to mention is independent enrollment. Now that I think about it, it was really a wonderful experience that affected me for a long time!

With the grade of Grade Two, I entered the written examination room of Peking University's independent enrollment. I only did a little of the four math problems in the morning. If you put it aside at ordinary times, you will be bored when you do the test in the afternoon, and then you will be frustrated. But this time, I don't know where the motivation comes from. I forgot the math paper in the morning for the time being, and every minute counts. When I walked out of the examination room, I knew there was little hope, but I was really pleased with my calmness in the afternoon. Passing the written test is a reward for my mentality. From then on, no matter how I did in the last exam, I can work hard until the last second, which may be far more important than passing the exam.

Then, in the interview, I walked by the unnamed lake again, breathing intoxicating breath, and the sunshine was quietly sprinkled on my body ... Later, I learned that the skier of the unnamed lake, a scholar under Boyata, gave me much hope in the dark.

Dramatically, I only got five points in the end. God's jokes are so funny. During the ten days of winter vacation, I threw away all my plans and stayed at a loss, just staying and doing nothing. After doing so much and spending so much time, only five points, is it worth it? I will never forget the faces of many people when they heard this "five o'clock". It was the face when they heard a cold joke. I could only respond with a smile. But I refuse to accept, perhaps, these five points will be useful; Maybe, really useful. ...

School starts again, and we will go to "Quality Inspection II" immediately. The appearance of integrated management has greatly changed this situation. The advantages of chemistry cannot be brought into play, and the disadvantages of physics are exposed. 200, I can't forget the teacher angrily took the report card to the dormitory and pointed it out to me: "It's not that bad!" " Thinking independently ... "In a flash, I felt overwhelmed, gritted my teeth and made up my mind. I threw away my mobile phone card, lent my MP4 to my classmates, and put three things under my pillow: Tsinghua Peking University was not a dream, I bought it in the summer vacation, and I enrolled in Peking University's Dream Building Peking University and a set of postcards from Peking University. Lying in bed, it is difficult to fall asleep. I copied the invincible flower, hoping that I could be like the little girl who sacrificed everything for Fudan. ...

Walking on the road every day, my eyes are always dark and I can't see any sunshine. The life of going to bed late and getting up early leads to physical problems, and my mind is always like a paste, and I retch from time to time. But I can't relax. I should take medicine. I have to work hard after taking medicine ... I work overtime in the dormitory every day. I feel so quiet at night, only hearing my own heartbeat. That's when I forgot my happiness, and that's when I miss it most.

With the courage to cross the rubicon, I persisted for a month, only to fall from the bottom of the valley into the abyss at the same time. 570 points, 283, according to the previous results, this is just enough for one book. There are still 54 days before the college entrance examination, and I really want to give up ... Looking at the test paper weakly, the terrible thing is that I don't have the courage and passion to "clean up the old mountains and rivers".

Thanks to my friend, with a piece of paper, a paragraph aroused my inner hope: "treat every day as the last gift before the end, and treat every question as an essential weapon to exercise my ability." "Even if it is freezing tomorrow, I will die." "For necessities, I must go to a dazzling place!" . Yes, it's not over yet. Really, there may be a big reversal.

It was an afternoon that witnessed my inner growth. Sitting alone by the window, I once again read the wealth left by the strong Fudan girl-invincible flower. I wrote powerfully in my diary: I can plummet, but I will shine. More than six people were admitted to Peking University in one day. Seeing these words now, I still admire my courage at that time. How can I believe in miracles so much! As Chai Jing said, failure is not a tragedy, but giving up!

According to the normal plot, I should get better grades. But reality is reality after all. There are 233 students in grade "1.5 mode". According to repeat students, such achievements are hopeless. it's over ...

I went out for a run after the first evening self-study that day, like crazy. When I came back, I saw the chemistry paper handed out. Looking at the paper that was close to perfect score, I smiled to myself. Then I found that there was a sentence from the chemistry teacher at the end of the paper, "You are still the best!" " "There are people who believe me, and the teacher has not given up on me. For an instant, I felt inexplicably moved. Lying on the desk, I cried freely, which was the light I saw in the darkest time. After crying, I relaxed a lot. No matter what lies ahead, I will go all out with the fullest enthusiasm, the highest morale, the hardest working spirit and the toughest perseverance! Lose, lose, lose until you win!

One day in the dormitory, a buddy from the next class came to chat. In the conversation, I unconsciously revealed my frustration. He sent me this sentence: you are always in front and have never been hit. I've been beaten, and I've never been beaten!

Repeated days day after day led to the emergence of "two models", but when I rushed to level 70, I was not happy. I'm going to review freely soon, and my physics score is 60 ... I asked my physics teacher for help. He told me that physics is unlikely to make great progress at this stage. The teacher is right, but it is not impossible! I don't accept it. I know how good I am. Let's talk about it!

There are still 19 days before the college entrance examination, and I moved the battlefield to the study room. Some soldiers failed in the study contest. Like them, I am on the road of no return! Thinking about those scores every day, Chinese 120, math 140, English 140, comprehensive management 275 plus 5 points, that's enough, you can go to Peking University ... daydreaming, but if you want to have meaningful dreams, dreams can bring motivation! I set up a piece of paper on the table, "God stops killing God, Buddha stops killing Buddha!" " "Like a hungry wolf, like a desperate madman rushed to Peking University.

At 2: 50, I reached level 30, just as I "took more than six vows a day". Who asked you to give me a little hope, I will spare no effort!

In the last ten days, I was the only one left in the dormitory (everyone else had already left or failed). The "God Man" who left Tsinghua said: You will do well in the exam. I will,' I thought.

Let's go through all three years. It's quiet inside, the last battle, ready to go.

It is worth mentioning that when I learned that there were two of my good friends in the examination room, I wrote an article entitled "Great Victory, Irreversible".

The night before I left, the head teacher came to my dormitory, patted me on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Your score is a V, I hope you can climb to the top again in the college entrance examination!" "

Everything was decided when I took the notice! 672 points, plus five points, I'm from Peking University! Kissing the baby in my hand suddenly reminded me of my physics, 1 10!

Only then did I realize that this year was so beautiful. Miracle is to sacrifice everything for faith!

Looking back, do we also find that sacrifice is not everything? Who says sacrifice is not a victory? We won too much, and each of us has time to create miracles.

The Third Selected Inspirational Classic Story of College Entrance Examination

I don't know what words to use to describe the day when I realized my dream. Language always restricts the expression of emotions to some extent. The life of senior three is also mixed with a lot of flavor, so that everyone who walks carefully can't express their feelings when looking back.

Since junior high school, my dream is Fudan University. When I was in senior three, I seemed to feel that I could reach out and touch my dreams. I have been instilled with the concept of college entrance examination countless times every day, so I have no choice but to make one last stop. I carved a few big characters on the small cupboard beside the bed: Kill in Fudan! I still remember the time when I swore to kill. Meditate once a day after getting up. I live the same life honestly and calmly, with peace of mind. Travel, crazy online shopping, gossip, love problems ... have all been reluctantly abandoned by me, and the seven-year Q era has come to an abrupt end. I'm really not a person who can study while playing. I am always tired, and occasionally I am complacent about my little success. My dream madness reached its limit when I first entered the third year of high school. Everything has become a college dream that I have recognized when the college entrance examination comes. The driving force of dreams is so strong that I am full of ambition.

Since the teacher announced the timetable for reviewing the college entrance examination, I took out a brand-new notebook and began to record my senior three. On the first page, there are only a few words: Fudan, wait for me! On the second page, there is only one line: my college entrance examination goal-more than 650 points. On the third page, there is a paragraph: "I know that everything will be there. I will fail in the big and small exams, but I will never give up my efforts and dreams. Environment can only affect me, but it can't determine my future. I am the only one who decides my future. Do a good job at hand and try to make your dreams come. " These three pages have been silently supporting my whole senior three life. As my high school teacher said: Whether you can fly this long mountain depends on the college entrance examination. Many students with dreams, like me, silently say "We must win this battle"!

Last semester of senior three, 65438+ 10, the first monthly exam came, and from that moment on, I felt the truth of the college entrance examination. During the National Day holiday, I dare not leave home for a day. From my motherland's birthday to the end of my holiday four days later, I get up at 7: 00 every morning and do my homework until 1 o'clock in the morning, in which my meals and lunch breaks are all done at my desk. I stayed at home and studied hard. When I open my eyes, my first thought is how to do the math problem that I didn't finish the night before. When you are tired, you fantasize about getting the admission notice from Fudan University. I am really crazy, I am willing to be the most honest student ... later I learned that everyone has the source of hysteria. I think that year 10 months, I was hysterical.

What's wrong with being a thinking nerd?

After the monthly exam, the publicity column of the school became lively, with many lists and notices about senior three written on it. Suddenly I feel that my sophomore year has gone far away, so far that I can't see any shadow of the past. I just stood there, knowing that what I posted on the table no longer meant a gesture. Senior three is not asking you to study in your life, nor to let your study penetrate into your life. Instead, don't forget to study at any time, and try to make yourself gain something in every time period, and the gain must be beneficial to the college entrance examination. "What's wrong with being a nerd in the college entrance examination?" I thought. It is repeated every day, simple and full, and slightly boring. But it doesn't matter, I do, it's all worth it! When I climbed to the classroom on the fifth floor of the school in the morning, I was panting and sleepy. When I was sleepy, I dragged my deskmate and asked, "Tell me about the culture and history of the Tang Dynasty …" Or I complained nervously in the face of piles of review materials that still smelled of ink: "Is the price of paper reduced recently, so that the school has made so much money without stint?" Later, I put my feet on my seat, holding a book and a pen in my hand, trying to recite history, divide dynasties and topics, and even trying to throw the book out of the window; I ate a mouthful of rice at noon and looked at the next study task, thinking that I was busier than the Prime Minister; Jogging on the playground after school, forcing yourself to recite ancient Chinese while running; Do a lot of math problems in the evening, as described in many articles, with a cup of coffee next to it. Actually, it doesn't matter whether there is coffee or not. I haven't drunk it a few times, maybe it's just a symbolic thing ... This is my day, and I don't know if such a day will make others "despise" and feel too exaggerated and unbearable. But that's how I got here. I am an ordinary senior three. I'm stuck in senior three. I only know how to eat, attend classes and do problems mechanically. I am as calm as a small town in my hometown, and nothing great will ever happen.

Suffering can never be eaten for nothing. Near the college entrance examination, all kinds of papers arrived as scheduled, and repeated bombing could not escape. The monthly exam is nothing. There is a big exam every Monday and a quiz every three days. This is just a rigid rule of the school. Teachers of various subjects are also discussing holding test papers to "communicate with students to maintain combat effectiveness" when the time is ripe. Starting from next semester, the curriculum of our grade will be completely revised, and it is absolutely normal for two classes to attend together. Every day, we will hand in N papers that have condensed our hard work in reviewing for nearly a year, and we will also get N papers with bright red scores. Score, a guy with great exciting value, was strong enough to shock all senior three students including me in the spring of 20xx, that is, love and hate. Although I have long been an old hand in the exam, I am still worried that I will not get good grades in the exam. The frustration of "turning a hundred trials into steel" hangs over every subsequent exam: I feel that I have paid a lot of days and nights for mathematics, but I have not got the expected red apple. Liberal arts synthesis is also a subject that stings my nerves. Four-point multiple-choice questions and very short-answer questions, a little negligence, watching their good grades suddenly disappear, like missing a gorgeous encounter, and finally getting nothing. But even so, I still clamor for Fudan every day, and I still do it with a lot of papers every day. Because I have no choice, I have been studying and studying. ...

Like periodic learning, learning planning is very strong. Generally, two weeks before the monthly exam, I will take a day off to make up the schedule for these two weeks and review it step by step. The daily tasks of each subject will be very heavy. Two weeks before the monthly exam is my most tired time, so I will treat myself once after each monthly exam, no matter whether the exam is good or bad, as long as I study hard. I have always adhered to the principle that suffering is never free. I'm a big fan of shopping, and jewelry stores are my favorite. The more I fail the exam, the more I like to dress myself up and have a good mood, and then hide in a small room and play tarot cards with myself until I am satisfied. That is something that always fills me with expectations and surprises, which may be regarded as an ornament in my boring life in the college entrance examination. There must be hope in life. For example, when you study hard, you subconsciously tell yourself that after this hurdle, there will be a wonderful thing waiting for you, and then the efficiency will be much higher, and every minute will be worth it.

After the results, my teachers and parents are full of "Peking University, Peking University" in the face of the status of "number one scholar". At that time, I became at a loss. After all, I gave up my dream of Fudan and chose Peking University. The courage of Peking University is irresistible to every senior three. On the day of the consultation, I went to the booth of Fudan University for a long time, then turned around and left silently. ...

After the college entrance examination, I sorted out all kinds of review materials I used in the past year. The examination papers distributed by the school are very crowded, occupying half the bookshelf. I went to the bookstore to buy sets of questions (that is, sets of test paper types and exercises): 83 sets of Chinese, 52 sets of English, 65 sets of mathematics and 95 sets of liberal arts synthesis. I didn't finish all the other papers and sets except the short answer questions of liberal arts. I recorded many notes and precautions with red, blue and black pens, and read four math books from beginning to end. I have done two English reading exercises, three cloze exercises, three grammar training exercises and five history textbooks. I recited them seven or eight times, and cut a geographical map into a full size that can be put in my pocket ... People always think that I have always been so excellent and smooth, but in fact, only I know what my life is like, although I don't feel pain at all. Remember to look at the alley outside the flickering classroom every night during self-study and wait for my mother to take me home; I think of the collapse of shutting myself in my room for two whole days without going to school and staring blankly at the wall. I told myself again and again that this was the ingenious arrangement of God, and he made me suffer a lot before the college entrance examination, so that I passed the college entrance examination smoothly. I came over again and again in confusion and confusion, because I always believed that our future was not a dream, and our future success was equidistant from everyone. There was never only the beauty of spelling out, but also the glory of waiting. Now I don't know how to say my study method. Maybe my method is a bunch of "sea tactics" and a round of summary (including learning summary and self-summary).

"A heart, it is absolutely not hurt by the pursuit of dreams. The loss and pride, clarity and confusion of the road to study lie in what kind of mentality you have. Efforts will fail, and there will be times when I lose courage, but I must work hard. I am working hard. I need strength, silence and will. Everything is just a process, and success and happiness are the destination. Life can be boring, but you must be happy. We are not children of God, we are just children with dreams. " After the college entrance examination, I commemorate my senior three. I decided to continue my "boring" life in Peking University in the further future, making a veil with a smile and growing like a snail.

Selected inspirational classic stories of the fourth college entrance examination

Many things in the world are changing endlessly, just like you and me now: I was you today last year, and you are me today next year. In the third year of high school, I studied and lived in a suffocating environment like you. I had similar joys and sorrows, achievements and setbacks, so to some extent, I can say that I know you now just like I know myself.

Memories: Senior three is very comfortable and full.

Generally speaking, my third year of high school was very happy and full. I remember a teacher once said that if I had some sunshine, I would be smart because I was always active in class. I like singing and dancing, and I am always the most active in the literary activities in my class. I still remember my program "SOHOT" at the New Year's Eve party in senior three, which brought great shock to my classmates. Besides dancing, I also like to practice the piano on the balcony, learn to sing the latest songs in front of the computer, watch the latest movies and spend every Saturday night in the laughter of Happy Camp. Many people think it is not cost-effective to do these things in senior three, but I never think these activities are a waste of time. It is this kind of entertainment that keeps me in a state of high relaxation. Senior three is already very depressed. Why not let yourself decompress?

By the third year of high school, many things have become quite beautiful. The serious head teacher has also become particularly cute in senior three, joking with us every day. Every time we see her smile, our hearts are relaxed. We both know that she doesn't want to put any more pressure on us. I miss the time with my classmates. People around me are constantly helping me. Especially when I was caught in the fog of novels and faced with the tragedy of exams, they took pains to persuade me, comfort me and tell me all kinds of jokes, which is self-evident. Therefore, it is very important to deal with the relationship with classmates. Don't blindly think that they are your competitors. In fact, they are your companions and have been accompanying you through this difficult journey.

Episode: I am the last in my class.

Senior three has become a memory for me, and memories are always mixed with ups and downs in vagueness or clarity. Casual memories can take me back to the past.

The results of the mid-term exam in senior three ranked first from the bottom of the class, and he finished reading 200 Yu Ben novels in senior high school. These seemingly unrelated things happened to top students, but they happened to me. From grade one to grade two, I have been obsessed with novels. Once my mother found out, she was not only severely criticized, but also tore up all her beloved novels. But I'm still obsessed with novels. Later, I simply hid the novel in my closet at home, took it away if I wanted to read it, and put it back if I didn't read it. Finally, I tasted the evil consequences of reading novels: I relaxed my study for a long time and my grades deteriorated. In the mid-term exam of senior three last semester, my score was the lowest in my class. I regret the poor grades I have never had. After some self-adjustment and hard work, my grades have improved and I have returned to the top ten in my class. I haven't touched a novel since the college entrance examination. Until now, I regret wasting so much precious time on those useless books. I also want to tell you that in the embryonic stage of youth, this kind of emotionally sensitive thing is very attractive to us, but as my class teacher said, "novels hurt you just like drugs can make you addicted."

I was surprised when I first learned that I was the first liberal arts student in Jiangxi, because my grades have never been ranked first in my class. On second thought, maybe it's because I have a good attitude. There are 50 students in our class, all of whom have excellent grades. Although my grades have always been in the upper-middle class, they are not very sharp, so the pressure is naturally less than that of better students. In addition, my parents also gave me a lot of space. In order to relax me, they even encouraged me: "We are very happy that you can be admitted to more than two schools." Even in a relaxed environment, without too much pressure, I did well in the college entrance examination.

Experience: cherish every moment, it is never too late.

I feel lucky, but I believe that luck will never come to those who are unprepared. It is my good study habits and methods that laid the foundation for my college entrance examination results.

I think the study of senior one and senior two should focus on improving the results of three subjects, because there is not much room for improvement in senior three. Therefore, it is enough to keep the sense of language, numbers and English in senior three, and it is not appropriate to spend too much time. The rest of the time should be given to literature review or comprehensive management. Students with poor foundation in Chinese, mathematics and English will spend more time filling in loopholes than others in senior three. But don't worry, just cherish every moment now, it's not too late.

My study in senior three can be summarized by the sentence "Follow the teacher in class and follow the plan after class". 45 minutes in class is more than 2 hours after class, so you must listen carefully in class. Self-study after class should have a big plan that runs through senior three. The plan should be made according to the individual's specific situation. Don't be too hard on yourself. Is right for you.

Speak Chinese first. Chinese is progressing by accumulation. To make the accumulation perfect, teachers' guidance and persistence are needed. Senior three is the time to sum up knowledge. You must take notes in class and spend enough time reviewing after class. Phonetics, glyphs, idioms, word discrimination and text recitation in Chinese examination can be consolidated by reading in the morning. Extra-curricular accumulation should pay attention to the accumulation of composition materials. At present, most college entrance examination compositions are argumentative, so it is very important to have rich arguments. Reading materials such as books, translated books, innovative compositions and mottoes are good choices for accumulating materials. Remember, Chinese is an accumulated subject.

I still remember a widely circulated sentence in our class: "He who gets mathematics gets the world." Mathematics is the commanding height of liberal arts. Although I don't agree with the tactics of asking questions about the sea, the subject of mathematics is really practiced, so I must leave exercises outside the classroom work for myself. These exercises are mainly based on college entrance examination questions, because the difficulty is similar to that of college entrance examination. What I want to add is the method of reading textbooks. I don't know how many times you have read the math textbook so far, but I read the math textbook six times in the third year of high school, and every time I read it, my math score improved a little. Maybe you will think that the concepts in the math textbook are boring and the examples are simple, but the textbook is the basis of learning. There is a fact that you may not know: the basis of the teacher's question is six math textbooks that you often ignore. Almost all the questions are obtained by upgrading the examples and increasing the difficulty. Therefore, math textbooks are actually very important. I hope you will not ignore them.

"English is a language, a tool and not a science." The problem of learning English is that we can't have a good language environment, which requires us to create an environment for ourselves. Reading English newspapers, listening to English songs and watching English movies are all good ways to create an environment, but the time in senior three is precious, so we must arrange our time reasonably. Reading comprehension is the most important thing in English. I strongly suggest that you arrange a reading training for yourself every two days and finish it at one time within the specified time. In addition, you should arrange time to train the whole set of papers regularly. Doing more questions can cultivate your sense of language, and you can also find your own shortcomings. English scores can't be improved in a day or two, and it takes a long time to accumulate. As long as we insist on reading and practicing a little every day, I believe our English scores will definitely improve.