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“别急,慢慢来,慢慢来。”祖母的话又在我的耳畔响起。这句话,一直伴着我成长,真好。①爸爸说:这是一个追求速度的时代,一切都是快节奏的。这一点我做到了:我会将早饭三下五除二地咽下肚,急急地出门;我一进电梯就按下按键,匆匆地关上电梯门;我甚至希望自己的成绩也能快速地上升。②冬日的风冰冷刺骨,我将脖子上祖母为我编织的那条红围巾裹得更紧了,风一般地跑过马路。我长吁一口气,走进教室。看到那鲜红刺目的成绩,我垂下了头,心情低落到极点。
“Do not worry, take your time, take your time.” "My grandmother’s words sounded again in my ears. This sentence, has been with me to grow, nice. ① father said: This is an era of speed, everything is fast-paced. I did this: I would swallow my breakfast three times and five times and swiftly go out. When I entered the elevator, I pressed the button and hurriedly closed the elevator door. I even hoped my achievement would be quick rise. The cold winter wind icy, I will my grandmother knit my red scarf wrapped tighter, the wind ran across the road. I took a deep breath and walked into the classroom. See that bright red stinging achievements, I bowed his head, depressed to the extreme.