一个人 ,坐在窗前 ,面对一盏孤灯 ,默默地想着心事。她本是一个活泼 ,热爱自由的女孩。可现在 ,一扇锁住的铁门困住了她。面对被护栏封住的窗户 ,一向乐观的她 ,流泪了。今年她刚升入中学 ,就在第一次期末考试时 ,发挥失常。放假后 ,父亲冷冷地说 :“人家都在品尝胜利的喜悦 , A man, sitting in front of the window, in the face of a solitary light, silently thinking about. She was a lively, love-free girl. Now, a locked iron door trapped her. She was always optimistic when she was facing the window sealed by the fence. She has just entered secondary school this year, just as she did during her first final exam. After the holiday, my father said coldly: "People are enjoying the joy of victory,