监考老师在前面的椅子上低头看书,整个考场上只听见沙沙的写字声,宁静中不时掠过一丝紧张而焦急的气氛。偌大的考场中五台吊扇呼呼地转着,我就像只无头的苍蝇,心烦意乱地坐在位子上。完了!我的心沉到了最低点,仿佛在深深的海底。喘不上气来。政治模考的压轴大题看来与我是无缘了。看着别人的笔刷刷的动,再看看我试卷最后那片“洁白无暇”,我脑海也是一片空白,没了头绪。还有20分钟考试就要结束了, The invigilator looked down at the chairs in front of him. He only heard the whispers of writing in the examination room. From time to time, in silence, he passed a tense and anxious atmosphere. The five ceiling fans in the huge examination room whirled. I was like a headless fly and sat in disarray on my seat. My heart sinks to its lowest point, as if it is on the deep sea floor. I can’t breathe. The finale of the political model examination seems to be out of touch with me. Looking at the brush strokes of others, look at the last piece of my paper that was “white and flawless,” and my mind is blank and out of sight. There are 20 minutes of the exam will be over.