When I was growing up in kindergarten, I was probably influenced by my cousin, and I gradually became interested in piano.
Fantasy is beautiful, but reality is cruel. When I first started practicing, I still found the piano very interesting. As long as I press it, it will make a nice sound. But later, as the difficulty of music increased, I couldn't hold on any longer and wanted to give up very much. But on second thought: if we give up now, wouldn't the previous efforts be meaningless? No, no, we must work hard. So, I continued to insist. In the next few years, people around me who were also learning piano gave up, but I encouraged myself every time. I must not give up, I will succeed soon!
By this summer, I will attack the piano level 10! But I haven't practiced the music of the exam, and even the teacher can't say it. I began to waver again, but I thought: if I don't work hard and suffer setbacks, how can I succeed? And I made up my mind to bring back the grade certificate this time! Therefore, I practice overtime every day, often go to my teacher's house for classes, and the teacher also gives serious guidance. For a while, I simply practiced at the teacher's house for a day, and asked the teacher immediately if I had any questions. I was scolded by the teacher several times for not playing well, but I didn't lose heart. On the contrary, I use it as a motivation to practice harder. A few days before the exam, I practiced the piano for eight hours a day, but I didn't complain at all, because it was my own decision and I had to finish it! On the day of the exam, I played normally and passed the exam smoothly, which made me taste the sweetness of victory.
From then on, I really fell in love with the piano. It's boring, but it's also interesting. Piano, you have taught me: you must work hard in everything, you can't give up because of suffering, as long as you persist, you will succeed!
At that time, I grew up. My mother is back. My mother was cooking when I rushed into the house with one of my test papers. When my mother picked up my music, the whole family laughed happily.
It was the first time in my fifth grade primary school that I was the first in my class. When I entered junior high school, I never shouted happily with a test paper, Mom, I'm back, and I didn't show it to my parents. My family mentioned my grades, but my father just smiled.
After the second grade exam, I got the test paper I just received, and went to the Internet cafe instead of home for the first time. Playing late into the night, I came home in high spirits and found that the light was still on and the whole family was still awake! Have the test papers been handed out? Father asked, "Well done." After that, I turned my head and walked to the room, not wanting to answer the second sentence, because all I heard was my mother's nagging. Suddenly, my father gave a loud cry, "Roll" and then said "Roll", but his voice was obviously much lower, and then said "You have been here for so many years …" I was surprised at first, and I was really scared at that time. At that time, I really found out that there was really nothing at home and I didn't know where to go. Later, I thought for a long time on the roof of my home, and home was the only support. When I came to my door with tangled feelings and tired body, I was surprised to find that the door was open. It turns out that my mother is still waiting for me to come home.
The next day, I apologized to my parents and promised to study hard and be an honest man in the future.
On that day, I felt grown up, because I learned a lot that day.
At that time, I grew up. Many things in life will make us grow. A touching thing, a sad thing, a success or failure. And today I'm going to talk about something that made me go from failure to success.
Speaking of how I learned to ride a bike when I was a child, I still remember it vividly and I was filled with emotion. Learning to ride a bike is also an attempt and practice from frustration to success when I was a child. Before, I couldn't ride a bike at all. I always envy people riding bicycles leisurely. I also push my bike to school, but I always fall down. In this way, I was also called "the king of bicycle wrestling" by my parents. However, I am not afraid of difficulties. I thought, "through hard work, I will certainly learn what others can do." So, I face difficulties. In the process of learning to ride a bicycle, the bicycle rushes into the bushes from time to time. Every time you ride, you have to suffer a little. Every time I fall, I always have a pain in the east and a pain in the west, so that I have to apply lotion every time I go home. For a while, I was scared to death when I heard the word "bike". I am afraid to hear these words, let alone ride. Later, my parents encouraged me, so I dared to face it again and continue to learn cycling. Gradually, I will ride a bike skillfully and feel comfortable riding it. Now, my riding level is not the level of "the king of bicycle falls".
I think I have grown up, not only because I can ride a bike, but more importantly, I learned in the process of learning to ride a bike: don't be afraid of difficulties on the road of life, only by working hard to overcome them can we achieve our goals in life!
I grew up at that time. There are many moments in my life: I won at that moment, and I learned at that moment ... This time, the moment happened on a simple bike. ...
That day, my mother carried my bike to the lawn. She told me to go up first. I was too short to get up, so my mother picked me up. This is my first time riding a bike, and my heart is full of curiosity and a little uneasy, but I fell off as soon as I pedaled, and my mother's eyes were full of worry. I got up by myself and jumped on the bike. I succeeded again with a hard push, but I fell down after riding for less than a minute. Sad, I stood up slowly, walked to the bench next to me and sat down. I think I must be in the wrong posture. After a short rest, I got up again and got on my bike again. This time, I asked my mother to hold the bike in the back to overcome my inner fear. I jumped on the bike, my mother was behind me, and I rode slowly. This time is much better than last time. I think my mother should hold me in the back! But when I look back, my mother has given up. I was so scared that I stopped the car at once. After parking the car, I regretted it. I think I can really do it. The hero in 1/2 Magic failed because he didn't believe in himself. I don't think I can be like him. I got on the bus again and felt very confident. Sure enough, I succeeded. I cheered: "I succeeded! I succeeded! " My mother's face is so happy.
It turns out that growing up is not a simple growth of age but a growth of my heart! There are many firsts in life. I must learn to face them and overcome them, so that I can really grow up!
At that time, I grew up and opened the door to memory. Childhood memories one after another, like countless stars in the sky. Let me take off the biggest and brightest!
I remember it was a drizzly night. I have a high fever, reaching 38 degrees. My uncle was very anxious and sweaty. After much consideration, he decided to take me to the hospital. Uncle will carry me and hold an umbrella. I look distressed, but what can I do? At that time, I was only six years old, and I was still a child who knew nothing. At half past ten in the evening, we finally arrived at the hospital. Because it was too late, the hospital was closed. My uncle shouted: "please open the door, we are here to see a doctor!" "
At that moment, I suddenly felt I had grown up. My nose is sour, my brow is furrowed, and I can't say how distressed I am. It's so sad to cry like that for the first time.
The door opened and my uncle quickly sent me to the hospital bed. I watched my uncle sitting next to me sneeze with a runny nose. I hid in the quilt and cried, but I didn't cry because I was afraid that my uncle would worry about me.
I played infusion bag or bottle for five days in a row, and my uncle stood by and took care of me in every possible way. I lay in the hospital bed, watching him busy, didn't speak, turned my eyes out of the window and cried again.
This also taught me that time is precious. In a blink of an eye, you grow up and your elders are no longer young. They are old, cherish them while they are still there!
Chen Xiangqiong, a fifth-grade young pioneer, is a girl who loves sports, reading and understanding.
Motto of life: the sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high and birds fly.
At that time, I grew up. Caterpillars emerge from their cocoons, young birds fly into the blue sky, and deer run freely on the grass. Whenever I see these, I know I have grown up.
It was a cold and cool night, and my mother was ill. She lies on the bed in her room. At that time, I was less than seven years old. Whenever I hear my mother's cry, I don't understand why she is crying.
I'm hungry, and nobody cooks for me. So, in order not to make me hungry, my mother got up with a heavy body and walked hard against the wall, her hair scattered on both sides, her eyes could not be opened because of illness, her lips were white and her face was pale. I suddenly have a sore nose. "Mom is an adult, so cooking should be done." "Go and help your mother rest. My mother is very hard. She is ill. Cook for yourself! " My little angel is fighting the little devil, but the angel still defeats the devil. I rushed to help my mother and said, "Mom, I am old enough to cook by myself. Let me cook for myself? " Mother smiled with relief and went back to her room to rest.
After a while, I finally cooked the rice. I made it very simple-fried rice with eggs. At dinner, I thought of my mother. She hasn't eaten all day, so I walked into the dark room with a bowl of rice. "Mom?" There was no answer, and I was afraid and worried. "Mom," I went to her bedside and brought you food. I handed her the bowl, and she cried while eating, saying, "My daughter has grown up! Learn to take care of your mother! " I cried, too ... yes, mom, when I grow up, it's my turn to take care of you!
At that time, I grew up and the long-awaited winter vacation finally came. The original beautiful winter vacation was broken by an unexpected guest-novel coronavirus.
This winter vacation, the busy streets have become deserted, which makes people feel flustered and can only stay at home.
Although staying at home is boring, it can effectively prevent the spread of the virus. I can't help but want to praise those angels in white who are fighting in the front line at home. They gave up reuniting with their families for the New Year, regardless of their own safety, and struggled selflessly in the front line.
In order to fight against coronavirus, not only "angels in white" is fighting, but also the broad masses of China people are fighting. We try to reduce going out and wear masks when going out; Community members rushed to the front line and went door-to-door to investigate; The residential property will disinfect the elevator with toilet paper next to it; There are also some road officials who will disinfect the streets to kill viruses. ...
These people all have one thing in common, that is, selfless dedication.
At that moment, I thought, when I grow up, I really understand what selfless dedication is. Like those doctors, they do not seek fame and fortune, but are willing to exchange their lives for the peace of countless people.
At that moment, I thought I had grown up, and I knew that unity is strength, and China compatriots United to defeat the virus.
At that moment, I thought I had grown up and understood why the country was strong. People will be happy.
China is strong when young people are strong, and China is independent when young people are independent ... At this moment, I feel that I have grown up. May China defeat the virus at an early date. Restore the previous production and life.
At that time, I grew up and the old man was very careful. He will carefully record everyone's growth trajectory. But my growth footprint presents a series of "curves".
I remember it happened on a trip to King Kong Terrace. The sky is clear in Wan Li, and the wind is blowing our hair, which is so beautiful. Today is the third day of our trip, and we are going to brave the glass plank road. I have heard of this bridge. It is said that the scenery under the bridge is beautiful, but walking on the bridge is extremely terrible and scary. I immediately broke out in a cold sweat at the thought of that photo. With my mother's cooperation, I had no choice but to bite the bullet.
Standing at the beginning of the glass plank road, the horror here is not what I imagined. The bridge here is transparent, which scares me. Putting on the shoe cover, I put my foot gently on the bridge and shrank back quickly. The distance below is too far from the bridge, and I can't see the stones and trunks clearly, which makes me afraid. I had to grab the handle and trudge forward. It seems that every step is treading on thin ice, and the oncoming wind whizzes past my ears. I can't open my eyes. With the shaking of the bridge, I became more and more afraid. I'll stay there. At this time, I am riding a tiger, and I will not dare to move forward. If I don't advance, I will be afraid of losing face. I can only pretend to see the scenery, and the more I stand there, the more I get scared. At this moment, a child in a hat ran past me. "Mom, come here. How fun! " "He shouted to menstruation in the back. He skipped away. At that moment, I was shocked Are all children so brave? So, I got up my courage, patted my clothes and walked forward. The wind in front of me can't stop me, and the fear at my feet can't hurt my heart. Finally, I am at the end. I'm so happy.
After the storm, there is a rainbow, and after hard work, there is growth. I will face difficulties and become a strong person in life.
At that time, I grew up. Today is the first day of grade four. My father and I walked into the classroom and saw our new head teacher, Miss Mao. We paid winter vacation homework, report books, meals and so on.
After signing up, my father said to me, "Kong, you have grown up. Starting today, I will take you to school in the morning. Go home by bus after school. Here's the key. Do your homework as soon as you get home. " Then he handed me the key.
After school, I began to get nervous. Because this is the first time I've worked alone to deliver a car. When I arrived at the station, I looked at the stop sign.
Finally, my target car _803 came, so I got on the bus. The no.803 bus is heading for the bus station.
Not only did it take a long time, but the bus stop of Textile City, the terminal of No.803 bus, also arrived. So, I got off the bus and changed to the 805 bus. As soon as I got on the bus, there was only one seat on the bus, so I went and sat down.
After about five or six stops, I saw an old woman on crutches get on the bus. Grandma glanced at the carriage quickly and found that all the seats were occupied. I found grandma. So, I stood up from my seat and gave my seat to my grandmother. Grandma saw me and said, "That's very kind of you!" I didn't say anything.
Finally, I arrived at my destination. So I got off the bus. I walked for about ten minutes and got home.
I went home and began to do my homework.
Finally, mom and dad came back. So, I told you in detail my experience from getting on the bus to going home. My parents praised me for growing up and being sensible. I listened to it, and my heart was sweeter than eating honey!
At that time, I grew up and went to Qiu Lai in the spring of 10. In the long river of years, a seedling can choose to be green and tender, and finally grow into a towering tree, so can I.
I remember that day, I went home as usual. The delicious food on the dinner table is gone today, and the busy mother is not busy in the kitchen today. I was in a hurry and went into the room. Seeing my mother asleep in bed, I cough a few times from time to time.
I went over and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with you?" I saw my mother put away her haggard appearance and casually said to me, "Mom is fine, but she is a little uncomfortable today and overslept." I will cook for you. " I touched my mother's forehead with my hand, which was warm. I thought to myself: my mother takes care of me so hard on weekdays, either because of backache or cocoon on her hands. Today, my mother is ill. I want to take good care of her and make her get better soon.
I said to my mother, "mom, you have always taken care of me." It's my turn today! " "My mother see me so sincere, promised me. This gives me great confidence and courage. Since my mother speaks highly of me, I don't want to let her down. I asked my mother to rest in the room first. After I cooked the meal, I took it to my mother's room to eat, and then I took the medicine.
When I came to the kitchen, I remembered what my mother had said: "Sick people should eat light food and eat more fruits." A few minutes later, I brought the cooked porridge into the room and quietly woke up my mother. Let her finish her porridge before taking the medicine. Seeing my mother finish the medicine, I felt a sense of accomplishment and silently said, "I have grown up."
There is still a long way to go. I will knock down difficulties and face the rest of my life with a smile. Because I have grown up.
At that time, I had grown up, and my composition 1 1 kept turning with the flow of time. That day, I grew up.
Hippie's funny personality makes me unable to grow up; I often ask my mother to put away my schoolbag so that I won't grow up; In class, I always lead others by the tail, which makes me unable to grow up. What is growth? Do you have a few zits on your face? Is it conscious learning? Or learn to live independently? No, I don't think this is ...
Late at night, there were several cries outside the window, followed by screams. I glanced out the window at once, and there was nothing. As the noise grew louder, I panicked and went to bed at once.
At dawn, the sun shines a few rays of light, how gentle. After washing my face and having breakfast, I invited a group of my best friends to go cycling. Riding a bicycle, riding a bicycle, I suddenly bumped into a fat-looking but not fat grandmother, with a short figure and a sad face. "Hey, where are you going? Don't run! " I said to my friend. He ran away. I wanted to run with him. When I saw the old man, I stopped because I dared not. After all, he was an old man after hitting someone!
I quickly lifted the old woman's body, helped her sit on a nearby stone bench, slowly stroked her legs, chatted with her and apologized. "It may be a rehearsal last night." I think.
When I got home, I was afraid that my mother would hear the news outside, so she took off her shoes and quietly cannon fodder in the room. When I was eating, I was almost shocked: the table was full of my favorite dishes.
Sure enough, my mother knew about it, but why did my mother cook my favorite dish? Shouldn't you say something about me? Then, I went back to my room and thought for a long time. ...
Oh ~ I have to face difficulties without flinching and face them bravely.
That time, I grew up ... I understood what "facing difficulties" meant.
At that time, I grew up and wrote a composition 12. Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. In a blink of an eye, I was in the fourth grade. I always thought I was young, but that time, I realized that I really grew up.
That was a few days ago, and we were going to have an exam soon. Everyone is nervous. When I got home, I finished my homework in a hurry. What's next? At this moment, two elves jumped out of my head. One of them is resting and the other is reviewing. Just when I hesitated, I took a break and said, "Look at Cao Zhongyun, how tired it is to review. Maybe you will be nearsighted by then. Come and play with me! " At this time, the review spoke: "Cao Zhongyun, don't you want to do well in the exam?" Come with me. "I began to hesitate. If you are too tired to review, you can get good grades; If you have a rest, although you are comfortable, you can't get good grades, and then you will regret it. Thinking of this, I chose to review without hesitation. I read the math book for a while, and then I took out the exercises to do. Although I feel very tired, I always insist on doing the problem. By the time my mother came back, a set of papers had been finished. Mother saw the test paper neatly placed on the table, with clear handwriting on it. Xiu Xiu, she immediately looked up and gave me a compliment. My heart was filled with joy at that time. The next day's exam didn't have any questions I didn't know, and I felt that the whole exam was extremely easy.
At that time, I began to manage myself well, and I had higher requirements for myself, so I no longer let adults worry about my study. I think I really grew up.
At that time, I grew up and slammed the door 13, and my father went on a business trip again, leaving only me and my mother, mother and daughter looking at each other!
My father walked for more than ten minutes, and my mother's face became very red, like a big apple. I touched my mother's head and got a fright. My hand shrank back like lightning. It turns out that my mother has a high fever!
I'm scared this time! Dad is not at home, but dad usually takes care of mom.
What should I do? What should I do? I walked around the room, still muttering to myself.
Then I had a brainwave and thought: When I grow up, I will take care of my mother, not my mother.
I rummaged through the medicine cabinet and finally found a bottle of antipyretic called Tylenol. I quickly fed the medicine into my mother's mouth. I took her temperature again, and it was ok, ok, much better than before. But Shao is still fighting against me, but he won't give up, but I won't give up. I will increase my firepower. I have a cold towel in my left hand and a pillow in my right. I put the pillow under my mother's head and folded the cold towel on her forehead. I'm panting with fatigue. Only then can I know how difficult and tiring it is to take care of others!
Mother's fever subsided little by little, and the stones in her heart gradually became smaller and lighter. ...
I sit next to my mother. She touched my head and smiled kindly and said, "I am sensible and grown up." My mother's fever is worth it! "
Although I was very tired that day, my heart was sweeter than honey, even though I was only in the second grade. ...
I grew up during that time. When I was in primary school, I transferred to another school in the fifth grade. I was very introverted at that time. I don't like talking I like to be alone in peace. Every time a friend comes to talk to me, but every time I just smile. Suddenly one day, the teacher (head teacher) said, "Because the school is going to organize a sports meeting and perform a program. All the girls in our class will participate in this program. " At that moment, I was terrible. ...
The teacher said that every day in the future, we are strengthening training. Unconsciously, I became very talkative and liked to communicate with my classmates. It may be a long time, so I feel it.
Afterwards, everyone realized that two months had passed. The performance is coming, and my heart seems to be entangled. I am really nervous. At the moment I stepped onto the stage, I saw more than 500 pairs of eyes looking at me. At that time, my legs were really weak because I had never been on stage.
When the music started, I gave the most gorgeous items to more than 500 people in the audience. My legs became numb, my hands lay naturally and I danced energetically. More than 60 days of training, only for one performance.
Three days after the sports meeting, the teacher suddenly called my name in the class, and the teacher praised me specially. From then on, I not only enjoyed communicating with my classmates, but also changed myself, becoming outgoing, laughing and lively.
Isn't life like this? More than ten years' efforts have brought a performance on the stage and achieved a lifetime of success. Although not a lifetime success, but it is so exaggerated. But for me, that performance was one of the driving forces in my life.
That time, I really grew up.
At that time, I grew up and wrote a composition 15. I don't know why, childhood memories flooded my mind. The little girl with two braids is holding a windmill in her hand, and I will never forget the smile on her mouth.
This is me when I was a child: pink round face, sparse hair, lovely little hands ... a childhood photo gave me good memories. But I can't go back any more, I can only look for the naive feeling in the short-lived beauty brought by the photos. Opening the photo album, I suddenly felt: I have grown up a lot.
The collective autumn outing in kindergarten brought me joy and tears. I have an indescribable feeling in my heart, both happy and sad. I smiled when I thought of the happy days of autumn outing. My eyes almost filled with tears when I thought that I would never go back to the past. I tried to avoid it and slowly entered the photo: the bus sent us to a golden wheat field. We were bored in the car for a long time, but we were too lazy to listen to the calls of the adults. We jumped out of the car and ran wildly on the road as if we had inexhaustible strength. Come to golden rice, farmers are harvesting, and several tourists are trying to plant it. I looked into the teacher's eyes, and Mr. Wang agreed with his kind eyes. Several of our partners jumped into the field under the guidance of the farmer's uncle and cut handfuls of rice. The hoe in my hand suddenly became heavy, like a robot without electricity. It took me a long time to cut it, but I'm exhausted. Put down the rice and go to the distant fields to tease sparrows. Throwing a stone first, I saw flocks of sparrows flying around in surprise. I made a face and watched them stop on the rice straw to peck rice again.
"Ha ha ~" I pulled myself back from the photo with a smile. "I can't feel what I used to feel." I whispered. I don't know when the tears fell on my photo album, and I feel that I have grown up a lot. ...