天，阴阴沉沉；雨，淅淅沥沥。此刻，我手中正攥着一张快揉烂的成绩单…… 一次次失败，已让我不堪忍受。每次面对失败，我总会对自己说：“失败了，可以再来!”但这 一次，这一次真的完了!突然一个惊天霹雳向远处的大地奔去，只见天空露出一张血盆的巨嘴。 天上的乌云渐渐向地面冲过来，似乎要吞掉这片失去光彩的大地。柳枝横飞，雨往四处里蹿。豆 大的雨点砸在我单薄的身上，隐隐作痛。 我徘徊在回家的小径上，不知该如何才好。脸上分不清是泪水还是雨水。恐惧、内疚、自责、 Days, gloomy; rain, patter. At this moment, I was carrying a rotten transcript... I was unbearable. Every time I face failure, I always say to myself: “Failed, you can come again!” But this time, this time is really over! Suddenly a terrified man ran to the distant land and saw the sky revealing a piece of blood. Pot of giant mouth. The dark clouds in the sky rushed toward the ground and seemed to swallow this lost ground. Willow branches fly and the rain goes everywhere. Bean’s big rain drips on my thin body and it hurts. I was lying on the path home. I do not know what to do. It is not clear whether tears or rain can be seen on the face. Fear, guilt, guilt,