Two years ago, I was a high school student. Like many other students, I was struggling for my college dream in the hot and depressed classroom of high school. To be honest, it was a tiring but fulfilling time. Every morning before dawn, I got up, washed my face and brushed my tooth in a hurry, and afterward ran from the dorm to the classroom to start my morning reading. After breakfast came the whole day's lessons, with endless piles of exams and endless piles of books on the desk. The days went on in exactly the same cycle, and it was hard. Once, I failed the simulation exam in the last period of time, which was a great blow to me. I was very depressed and my motivation to study was greatly reduced. Nevertheless, my classmates kindly helped me analyze my mistakes and summarized my experience, and my head teacher talked to me to help me relieve pressure and regain confidence. They made me feel warm and moved. Finally, we took the college entrance exam with a nervous and excited mood, which is a very important exam for us. Meanwhile, it is also a time of separation, but there was sadness in our hearts. After all, we have been studying and living together for three years. In September of that year, our efforts paid off and we all entered the ideal university.