Looking out of the window, the white clouds are so free, and I was looking at the spread on the table that a lot of brightly coloured booklet, in trance. Oh, that's all I have to do homework. At this point, I can not help but fell into a meditation. Ever since I entered junior high school, I still do not understand, I suffer the day is coming. I thought the junior middle school is not as rumors so dread, but, in a day I will know my mind is how ridiculous, job shop days Gaidide coming to me. I like all the people who lived through the period, big mouth loud protests, but, I protest did not work, but attracted more curses, said I not to know good from bad, serious when still something to whip me, until I cried for mercy, and admits that he is wrong ( actually I did not think so the ), just leave a words, stamping their feet and let me roll, I in the face of reality, after numerous failures, soft down, started in accordance with the provisions do parents : get up at five a.m., eleven p.m.. Anyway, I survived, and have achieved good results, because I always tell myself: again painstakingly again tired just boil the past, summer can be good fun. I am full of hope, looking forward to the summer. Finally, the summer holiday is coming, but that a exercise book, an English book, my hope is like a piece of tissue paper as apart. I don't understand to ask: I have finished my work, how to write! But, did not care for me, no one answered my question. Alas, a day to remember 400 words, remember not to punish. Wrote here, I can't help to tears the green tunic, they, my parents, don't understand me, was determined to make me better, but, I understand their painstaking, but there's no need to not let me play, only let me learn. I don't understand, why they think learning can let me learn better?? Alas, I do not want to understand, play not good?? I don't understand! This is my truth, but anyway, I will use my tender words to carry out a little resistance
我只会写这个，意思是
遥望窗外，白云是那么自在，而我却望着那摊在桌子上那一大堆的花花绿绿的册子，在出神。唉，那些都是我要做的作业。此时，我不禁陷入了沉思。
自从我进入了初中，我还不明白，我受苦受难的日子就要到来了。我还以为初中并不像传言中的那么可怖，可是，在一天的时间里我就知道了我的想法是多么可笑，作业铺天盖地得向我涌来。此时我像所有经历过这个时期的人们一样，大张着嘴大声抗议，可是，我的抗议没有奏效，而是招来了更多的骂声，说我不知好歹，严重时还用东西抽我，直到我大声求饶，并承认自己错了（其实我心里并不是这样想的），才丢下一句脏话，跺着脚让我滚，我在这个现实面前，在无数次失败以后，软弱了下来，开始按照家长的规定做事：凌晨五点起床，晚上十一点睡觉。不管怎么样，我熬过来了，并取得了较好的成绩，因为我时刻告诉我自己：再苦再累只要熬过去，暑假就能好好玩了。我满心怀着希望，盼着暑假的来临。终于，暑假来了，可那一个个练习册，一本本英语书，把我的希望犹如一片薄纸一样撕碎了。我不解得问：我的工作做完了呀，怎么还要写！可，没人理我，没人回答我的问题。唉，一天要记400多个单词，记不住还要罚。写到这里，我不禁要泪撒青袍了，他们，我的父母，都不理解我，都一心让我变得更好，可是，我明白他们的苦心，但也没必要不让我玩，只让我学习吧。我想不明白，为什么他们会认为光学习会让我学得更好？？唉，我想不明白，玩不好吗？？我想不明白！
这就是我的心里话，可不管怎样，我会用我稚嫩的笔墨进行一点小小的反抗。
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