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.
望采纳