I have lived in this world for 12 years. In this family, I grew up happily, from a babbling child to a sensible teenager, and my mother moistened me like sunshine and rain, making me grow up happily.

According to my mother, when I was young, I was chubby, cute and smart. When I first learned to speak, I made my mother very happy. When I first learned to walk, I staggered and didn't let anyone help me.

In a blink of an eye, I went to kindergarten, but I fell ill in three days because of my weakness. Going to kindergarten must be three days fishing and two days drying the net. I had a happy pre-school time, stepped into the primary school campus and entered the first grade study time.

When I first entered the campus, all this seemed strange to me. After a short class in the classroom, I really want to go home. I think of my father and mother, and sometimes I cry. Every time I hear the bell of the fourth class, I feel particularly cordial, because I can leave this hellhole soon.

After I was promoted to the sixth grade, my interests became extensive. I like playing games on the computer, keeping diaries in QQ space and reading extracurricular books in my spare time, which are all good choices. I no longer complain about too much homework, learn to turn pressure into motivation, learn to cherish time, face difficulties bravely and overcome them bravely.

Compared with when I was a child, I have made great progress, the road of life is still long, and there are still many difficulties waiting for us, but I firmly believe that as long as we are willing to work hard, face difficulties bravely and overcome them, we will definitely step into the hall of success.