(1)宋小鱼徘徊在傍晚的大街上。晚自习已经开始。宋小鱼摸着公园的栏杆,顺着墙根走。宋小鱼不明白,自己为什么那么笨,已经尽了一百二十分力,却还是搞不懂卷子上的数字。它们就像是一只只虫,在宋小鱼的脑子里打架,搅成一团,在宋小鱼的脑袋里翻滚。中考就快要来了,墙上的数字越变越小,教室里笔尖划过纸张的沙沙声响 (1) Song fish wandering in the evening on the street. Evening study has started. Song fish touched the park railings, walking along the wall. Song fish do not understand why they are so stupid, has done all one hundred twenty strength, but still do not understand the numbers on the examination paper. They are like a worm, fight in the minds of Song fish, stir into a ball, roll in the head of Song fish. The exam is coming soon, the smaller and smaller the number on the wall, the classroom nibs across the rustle of the paper