沉默的飞鸟划过漆黑的夜空,被暮色笼罩着的树木也在北风的吹刮下婆娑起舞。我静静地站在窗台边,眼前又浮现出那惨不忍睹的分数:物理61分、化学72分。这些鲜红的数字深深地刺痛了我的眼眸。脸上的泪水被无情的寒风吹干了,只留下一点淡淡的痕迹,以及那仿佛被撕咬般的痛楚。母亲的怒吼声从卧室里传来,一波高过一波。 Silent birds across the dark night sky, trees shrouded in twilight blowing in the north wind blowing whirling. I stood quietly by the window sill, and the horrifying score appeared again: 61 points in physics and 72 points in chemistry. These bright red numbers deeply hurt my eyes. The tears on her face were blown dry by the merciless cold, leaving only a hint of lightness and the pain that seemed to be bitten. Mother's roar came from the bedroom, a wave after wave.