11月21日晴古朴的小院里,红砖墙,灰瓦檐,青石板,构成一个素素的记忆,袅袅残梦发生在这里。升学考试与重点中学失之交臂后,我把自己关在房间里,心中泛起层层涟漪。“我明明很努力,每天都在认真的复习,我究竟在哪里失分了呢?”思虑当中,姐姐走进来,将她做好的午饭放在我的桌子上,用眼睛瞥了我一眼,又悄悄关上门出去。 November 21 sunny simple courtyard, red brick walls, gray tile eaves, quartzite, constitute a prime memory, curl dreams happen here. After my entrance exams and key secondary schools were lost, I shut myself up in the room and my heart rippled. “I obviously work very hard, every day in a serious review, where I lost points?” "Thinking, my sister came in, put her good lunch on my desk, glanced at me One, and quietly closed the door out.