Golden childhood is beautiful, colorful teenagers are beautiful, leaving my growing footprints everywhere.

I grew up in a library full of books.

From the day I first learned to read, books became my mentor, taught me knowledge and taught me to be a man. Every Sunday, I will plunge into the library and swim freely in the sea of books. Sometimes I want to make a floor and stay in the bookstore. On my tenth birthday, my sister gave me a library card. I can borrow my favorite books and read them at home. Now, I have read a lot of books in my bookstore and learned a lot from them.

The campus full of friendship left my growing footprints.

When I was in grade five, I met a good friend. Her name was Jiao Xiangou. We once made a beautiful vow on the ladder on campus: to be the best friends for life. Every time between classes, we will stroll around the campus and talk about everything and exchange our reading experience. Under her influence, my personality gradually became cheerful and my courage gradually increased. Once, the Chinese teacher misunderstood me. I want to explain to the teacher, but I don't have the courage. She asked me what I was afraid of, and I said I was afraid of nothing. She said, "In this case, you have no reason to be afraid. It doesn't matter if you go. "

With her repeated encouragement, I finally got up the courage to walk to the office. From then on, whenever I encounter difficulties, I will think of her, and I will have courage to think of her.

When I was a teenager, I left a growing footprint in a warm family.

Now, I am more and more aware of my parents' love for me, that kind of selfless love. When I get to middle school, I have to get up early every day because I have to study by myself in the morning. But after a hard day, my mother got up earlier than me. In the symphony of pots and pans, I began to wash my face and brush my teeth. After washing, I am waiting for a hearty and emotional breakfast. A few pure lilies are embroidered on the white tablecloth, and some blooming flowers are inserted in the vase. Two fried eggs, a glass of milk and some delicious snacks. This is my breakfast. For more than a year, I started my study life with this breakfast every day.

Beautiful parks, amusement parks full of laughter and busy streets. . . . . .

I grew up anywhere.