Grow up
The years of growing up are like running water, coming and going in a hurry. Before you know it, it's time to change again. Around every child like me, there are joys and troubles that irrigate our growth.
Happiness and trouble are always two inseparable souls, reflecting each other. Almost all people don't want trouble to follow them. As long as they are happy, they think that there is no trouble and happiness will always accompany them. Some people feel that there is no happiness in the world and fate is always playing tricks on them. The troubles in their hearts make it impossible for them to imagine happiness. But I don't think so. The creator created two poles of things: light and darkness, black and white, justice and evil ... Only when happiness and trouble coexist can we have a regretless growth experience.
Did you miss the joy of growing up?
After a year in a hurry, the clock struck zero and I grew up again. Counting the happy things in this year, I really can't remember at first. Think again? Got it! It's fun to participate in military training at school! The school organized an autumn outing and had a good time! I also went to the concert, which was really exciting! Also, every time I do my homework, the speed is always twice as fast as that of other students, who haven't finished it yet. I'm already reading extracurricular books! And the time when the competition won the prize; When making new friends; When I received a gift during the holiday ... seriously, in just one year, I added so many shining stars to my growth record. This is not the literary knowledge that can be learned from "endless learning", nor is it an understandable problem-solving idea for Olympiad Mathematics. It is as sweet as candy. I still have unyielding stubbornness and naughty rebellion, eager to catch up with the pace of growth in my growth and hold on to that splendid time.
I giggled at the thought. The joy of growing up didn't slip away, but I got it all. I am as satisfied as candy and can't wait to go to my next destination.
Growing pains, is it joy or sadness?
Everything has its shortcomings. It is this shortcoming that makes it truly perfect, and it is the trouble that makes the original colorful growth path better. Growing up means saying goodbye to the past and everything I miss and give up. Childhood memories are endless, and everything makes us happy and moved. Dolls, ice cream, merry-go-round, these beautiful things will be left behind by us when we grow up. I suddenly woke up from my dream and cried for my mother. Mom said that when I grow up, I will be independent and can't rely on others any more. When my companions grew up with me, I found that they didn't understand me more and more and often spoke ill of me. Teachers don't care about me as much as before, but they don't understand me more and more ... I have experienced many things that I am afraid and hate, and I don't understand why so many people are against me. My troubles are numerous and unreasonable, but it is this kind of trouble that has taught me knowledge that happiness can't give me: strength, understanding and tolerance ... just like a cup of tea, it tastes bitter at first and has endless aftertaste.
The pace of growth continues, there is no turning back, and there is no need to turn back. Only by knowing that you can't grow twice can you grow up well and live up to these years. Whether it is happiness or trouble, it irrigates my growth and is the nutrition I need.
2. The life of a person who writes a composition on the topic of growth is colorful and full of five flavors. I think I grew up in happiness.
Everyone who knows me knows that I am a cry baby, but it is in this character that I choose to laugh again. Maybe someone will ask, how is my character antagonistic? Maybe it hints at my attitude towards life.
I like the blue sky, and I often look up when I am lonely. The sky is like a person's face, and it also has complex expressions, but after the storm, it will always be bright sunshine and gorgeous rainbow. When I understood the blue sky, I learned to smile brightly at the sky when I cried!
I just want to tell the world that I am not a weak child who can only cry, and I will also smile brightly!
When I was a math class representative in primary school, my math scores were always unsatisfactory. I don't feel sad when others are sad because they didn't do well in the exam. I was just thinking, how come I didn't do well in the exam because I was a class representative and made a low-level mistake. In this way, it has been calm. Finally, I got full marks in a mid-term exam.
I attach great importance to friendship, but I have lost a lot of friendship. After losing them, I will choose to cry. But after crying, I will think, why are you crying? There will be many gains and losses in a person's life. First of all, we should cherish the present and smile when we lose it. Everything is still beautiful.
After entering middle school, I always forget optimism. When the storm comes, I will still choose to cry. When I cry, I suddenly remember, I want to laugh, I want to be optimistic!
An optimistic life is happy, and it is under the influence of this attitude that I have experienced the storm happily. Come on, friends, an optimistic life will make you grow up happily!
3. Write a composition on the topic of growth. When I looked back, I found that we had grown up gradually. I don't know when the word 18 years old has been on my lips. Once upon a time, I thought that 18 years old was so sacred that I could fly higher and farther only when I grew up. At this time, when I really have to face it, I suddenly feel a sense of loss. I am worried about whether I can fully understand the rich connotation of the ordinary number 18 years old, but I understand that 18 years old means responsibility. Maybe growth itself is a kind of responsibility!
I spent two years in high school, unconsciously spent the flower season of 6 years old and experienced the rainy season of 17 years old. I once sighed in confusion and found myself in peace. We grew up in confusion and peace. So, I began to get used to thinking about everything around me with my own brain. Perhaps this idea is superficial, but we proud but not blindly obedient children are eager to bid farewell to our youth and ignorance with reason and maturity.
18 years old is an end and a beginning. At this moment, in the alternation of gains and losses, in the transformation of persecution and abandonment, we feel happiness and pain. Almost all the pain comes from the pursuit of dreams. When we experienced countless pains to realize our dreams, we finally realized the joy, and then realized that pain often breeds the seeds of happiness. Growth is not an easy thing, and pain is not necessarily a bad thing. In pain, we know that when reality cannot be changed, we should change ourselves in time, but we always love to bargain with reality, because we deeply love this world, a world full of happiness, warmth, love and pain. In the process of growing up, we learned to discover, cherish, smile and appreciate the beauty of the inseparable summary in our hearts. Because we know that as long as we turn around freely, we can find new beautiful scenery.
Growing up is a pain, but I don't want it to leave a scar. Growth is a kind of transformation, and it takes hardship to break out of the cocoon.
The road to growth is often lonely, so you should learn to cheer for yourself when no one is cheering. Don't be afraid, don't worry, face everything you encounter in your growth bravely and frankly, give yourself encouragement, give yourself faith and give yourself happiness. In the journey of growing up, what we need is a calm experience, a calm perception and a brave face.
Standing on the threshold of an adult, you may still have immature faces in front of you. There is a hint of cynicism in the bright young eyes, and a faint sadness lurks in the lonely smile. Perhaps growth is like this: mixed feelings of sadness and joy, lost joy, noisy and quiet.
Once bitter days, in the memory of the picture, have become fragrant. Whenever the night comes with light steps, the prosperity and noise of the day will gradually disappear. In the hazy and quiet night, I often fall into endless memories. In my memory, my wishes and beautiful promises, persistent persistence and unremitting efforts have all turned into happy leaves, which I carefully collected.
Yes, growth records the pain and also engraves the joy. Along the steps of growth, we step by step towards maturity and the future.
4. Who will help me write a composition of "growing up"? Every star twinkles like a song, and every morning indicates infinite enlightenment. Standing at the crossroads of life, I look back, and the bits and pieces along the way, like footprints on the beach, are truly engraved in my heart, reminding me that we are growing.
Standing outside the threshold of adults, there may be immature faces behind them. There is a hint of cynicism in the bright young eyes, and a faint sadness lurks in the lonely smile. Perhaps growth is like this: mixed feelings of sadness and joy, lost joy, noisy and quiet.
The days when there were mixed flavors became fragrant in memory. Whenever the night comes with a light pace, the prosperity and noise of the day will gradually disappear. In the hazy and quiet night, I often fall into endless memories. In my memory, my wishes and beautiful promises, persistent persistence and unremitting efforts have all turned into happy leaves, which I carefully collected.
Growing up is often lonely, so when there is no applause from others, you should learn to cheer for yourself. Don't be afraid, don't worry, face everything you encounter in your growth bravely and frankly, give yourself encouragement, give yourself faith and give yourself happiness. In the process of growing up, what we need is a calm experience, a calm feeling and a brave face.
Everyone's growth cannot be smooth sailing. If growth is a work, then worry is a typo hidden deep in the paragraph. If growth is a blank sheet of paper, then worry is a flaw stuck on the back. I used to rest quietly under a tree and think hard about what I was looking for; I have been thrown far away at the moment I let go, and I need to spend more time standing at the original starting point to start over; I once trudged hundreds of miles alone at night to this desert island and lived a complicated life away from the world ... but the only thing that has not changed from beginning to end is that I never gave up. In order to find my childhood dream, I set off again; In order to stand back to the original starting point, don't worry about ridicule and ridicule from the outside world, and crawl forward with difficulty; In order to redeem my betrayed soul, find my inner touch, and strive to prove my existence in various ways for this life.
Just when I was about to give up, Santiago said, "People are not born to be defeated", and retreat will no longer be the reason; Just as I was about to give up, Napoleon said, "The word' difficult' has never been in my dictionary." Difficulties will no longer be an excuse. People are always falling and getting up all their lives. The loser will say: God didn't give me a chance; Successful people will say: God kicked me out of the door, and I will try to climb in through the window. This is a kind of growth.
Yes, growth records pain and also engraves joy; Growth with sweat, but also set off efforts. Follow the footsteps of growth, time and time again, follow the dream of starlight, meet maturity and move towards the future.
Growing up is a pain, but I don't want it to leave a scar. Growth is a kind of transformation, and it takes hardship to break out of the cocoon. The road to growth may be dull, like a peacock with gorgeous wings, but you can't give up expectations, because happiness may be waiting there. When Qian Fan is over, there will always be snow-white waves to take you to Happy Island on the other side.
The road of growth may be full of thorns, but at least we have been on the road, feeling the simplicity and gentleness of life. One day, when we are all bad old men and bad old women, we will think of the youthful Changhong and the most beautiful smile at this moment!
How to write a composition about growing up? Every time I go home, I will see a wall recording my height when I was a few years old. Looking at them, it seems to tell me about my growth. A little girl ran to the wall for a while, clamoring for her father to mark the wall for her, and then sighed at the horizontal line: "I have grown taller again!" " "
I remember when I was born, a yellowed photo witnessed my happiness: a chubby little girl picked up a so-called "heavy" paper bag with immature hands. Although her face was flushed, her face was still filled with the joy of success. Of course, moving things is nothing more than a challenge for people like me who can't walk steadily. Now that the difficulty has been solved, can I not rejoice in my success? So success is to carry my schoolbag when I am one or two years old. Of course, as I grow up, I am not satisfied with carrying a bag. It has also become a compulsory course for me to send watermelons to my father who took the postgraduate entrance examination in summer.
When I was five or six years old, a "monster" came to my house, which scared me all over the house, but I couldn't help being curious. I walked up to it, stood on tiptoe, pressed a rectangular white key with my little hand, and a crisp noise came into my ears, which scared me. Thus, the electronic organ entered my childhood. In the first class, I only teach "doing". I pressed the key excitedly, shook my head and twisted my body, playing and singing like a young musician, and appeared in front of the piano. One day, when I got the certificate of Grade 10, I felt like I was seven or eight years old, and when I was one or two years old, I picked up a paper bag and felt the joy of success. Perhaps the inspiration of the electronic organ made my childhood life more musical and less boring.
At a rich birthday party, when a huge cross was printed on a beautiful big cake, I suddenly realized: I have gone through ten years, and after a turning point in my life, I should make some changes! Grandma came to me, and a book printed with "10 Happy Birthday" caught my eye. This book opened the way to success for me at the age of ten. Reading a book and savoring it has become my pleasure.
I am growing up, and growing up has brought me countless happiness. Every happy person is made up of success. May my life be full of happiness.
6. Write a growth composition. Everyone has been growing since birth, and his body has gradually changed from small to big, and his behavior has also changed from childish to mature and sensible. In a series of changes, there are risks and surprises, just like the taste of green apples, with sweetness in acid and sweetness in acid. The taste of this growth is particularly unforgettable. In fact, growth represents a series of changes, and the process is bitter, but
I remember that during the summer vacation, I accidentally opened my previous photo album and found a photo of my newborn, with small hands and squinting eyes, looking like a little idiot. My mother told me, "At that time, there was nothing but eating, drinking and sleeping." Slowly, I began to turn over, sit, climb, teether and eat delicious food. Soon, I was wobbling.
Later, I began to babble, knowing that as long as I shouted "Russia", I would have something to eat. If I wanted a car, I would have toys to play with. If I don't want to take a shower, I say, "No! Knowing how to communicate with people, the world has become more different, and the joy of growing up is indescribable.
Now, I can not only walk, but also run and jump: I can not only talk, but also write, draw and make friends. There is more and more knowledge in my brain, from astronomy to geography. People are more and more mature, and they know to be sincere, brave and responsible.
In the near future, I will enter adolescence. Outside, my voice will get thicker, my Adam's apple will get bigger and I will get acne. Psychologically, I will become more mature and steady. After this series of changes, I will break out of the cocoon like a caterpillar, become a beautiful butterfly and face a new future.
Growth is a necessary process for everyone. As long as you face it with a normal heart, you will find that although the process is a bit thrilling, it is also full of surprises everywhere!
7. Writing growth narrative composition growth melody.
Growth is a seven-color flower, full of sunshine, poetry and fantasy; Growth is a song in the morning, full of cheerful notes and wonderful melody.
Recall the childishness of the past.
Before I was eight years old, I was naive and often did some ridiculous things.
One Sunday afternoon, I was playing in the yard downstairs with some friends and saw a lot of rubbish. This is, I said to Niu Niu, "Let's pick up the garbage on the ground and see how dirty it is." Niu Niu agreed. So we called several other friends and started the "cleaning operation". We put the rubbish together. At this moment, Xiao Ning suddenly asked, "Should we still have so much garbage?" It should be burned. "Someone followed the voice asked. Do it. I took out a match and lit the garbage. With a pungent smell, a wisp of smoke pierced the sky. At this time, grandpa Zhang, a neighbor, came over and asked seriously, "What are you doing here?" "eliminate garbage." "Yes, eliminate garbage." The partners said. Grandpa Zhang listened and said earnestly, "Don't create black pollution in order to eliminate white pollution." Hearing this, we all blushed and bowed our heads.
Look at it now.
Now, I'm much more rational. I know it's not easy for parents to make money. I know I should study hard and repay them in the future.
On Sunday, Father Sun smiled kindly in the sky. My mother went to work. After finishing my homework, I dug out some dirty clothes that my mother didn't have time to wash, took a basin of water and wiped them hard. After a while, the "ugly duckling" became a "white swan". When my mother came home from work, she saw a clean dress and said happily to me, "The child has grown up."
Look forward to a better future
I stood in front of the windowsill and looked up at the blue sky. Birds are flying freely. I think, I also want to learn more knowledge. When I grow up, I want to fly freely in the scientific sky like a bird for the benefit of mankind.
With the passage of time, I have grown from an innocent child to a sensible teenager. I will work harder and create a better future with my own hands.
8. Write a composition on the topic of growth.
In my sky, there are no traces of birds, only footprints of growth-inscriptions.
A wanderer doesn't need direction, because he has carved a road sign on the journey of life and will never forget it. Just like my youth, the pain caused by those dark and white wounds has been forgotten by something called "growth" for a long time. And those beautiful scenery along the way will also be sweetly engraved in my heart by memories.
Those once lost, confused, unable to let go of the pain, facing the wind on the pavement, have gradually faded away, leaving a mature heart. Perhaps, I can't bear so much worry, but I know my responsibility, I know the way and how to go on.
I remember the class teacher said that the process of growth can't be smooth sailing, and no matter how hard you work, you won't fail. But every time after the thunder and lightning, the sky will always heal its torn wounds.
Youth is confirmed by different people in different ways. All stories can always make people see many things clearly through a set and some props, and always leave some faint memories, recording the happiness and hardships on the road of youth.
Of course, I tried, and all I got was a lot of scars. I hesitated, but I still walked hard all the way. The sunshine that accompanied me has always been in a corner of my heart, supporting me to go on.
There is an unforgettable song. Under the eaves of this city, everyone who is growing up is singing with heart. Once the wind and rain were dark, but it was the foil of dawn and raised the sail. The future is waiting for us to explore, set sail towards the ideal distance, and use our youth and life to find our own sky.
There, there are no traces of birds, but there are footprints of my growth, because it belongs to me alone.
My sky,
In a higher place than that day ...
Beyond the distant sea ...
9. Write a composition on the topic of "growth". Growth is the ribbon of hope.
The years of growing up are like running water, coming and going in a hurry. Before you know it, it's time to change again. Around every child like me, there are joys and troubles that irrigate our growth.
Happiness and trouble are always two inseparable souls, reflecting each other. Almost all people don't want trouble to follow them. As long as they are happy, they think that there is no trouble and happiness will always accompany them. Some people feel that there is no happiness in the world and fate is always playing tricks on them. The troubles in their hearts make it impossible for them to imagine happiness. But I don't think so. The creator created two poles of things: light and darkness, black and white, justice and evil ... Only when happiness and trouble coexist can we have a regretless growth experience.
Happiness is growing, and growth is a slowly flowing stream. Quietly, we grew up. Learn to be strong and learn to be calm. At the same time, I also learned to decorate and package. As the water flies, the purity and simplicity of youth are gone forever, just as Andrew West said in "Birch Tree": In the process of birch growth, those lateral branches and old branches are always decisively abandoned in order to make use of growth. It can be said that growth is a process of change, from simple to complex, from naive to mature. Every time you shed a layer of body, pain is inevitable. Writer Liu Yong said that growing up is a beautiful pain.
Growing up is also a difficult journey. After the "sad subway", it is a winding mountain road, with a winding back and a vague front, full of thorns and flowers. Courageous pursuit, the road extends under your feet, and growth is the road.
There are many stories of growing up, including joy and sadness; The years of growth are very long, and we need to feel it bit by bit. Time will not go back, seize every second of today and tie your hopes to the colorful clouds of tomorrow. Growth is a ribbon woven by hope, connecting memories and yearning.
Follow the footsteps of growth
Leave the pain to 14 years old. When everything has passed, I suddenly looked back and found that the painful youth was still so beautiful. .
The days are at your feet, and the voice of peace is at your feet. Finally I grew up unconsciously. Then one morning in the mirror, I saw a smile, a familiar and unfamiliar smile. Childhood images are very precious. In retrospect, they didn't appear in the fragile shiny glass cabinet. Life in the new era has replaced memory, filled the gap in the heart, and made the ideal ready.
Stopping at every growth station, what kind of mood you look at a journey you have gone through marks how you have grown up. Childhood is beautiful, and today is also beautiful. So we all grow up with feelings, thoughts and no regrets. Since childhood, we have hidden everything in our hearts, only the ripples left in our hearts are clear layer by layer. ...
Looking back suddenly, we found ourselves growing up. I don't know when the word 18 years old was frequently mentioned. Once upon a time, I thought that 18 years old was so sacred, only knowing that at that time we had grown up and could fly higher and farther. At this time, when I really have to face it, I suddenly feel a sense of loss. I am worried about whether I can fully understand the rich connotation of the ordinary number 18 years old, but I understand that 18 years old means responsibility. Maybe growth itself is a kind of responsibility!
Once bitter days, in the memory of the picture, have become fragrant. Whenever the night comes with a light pace, the prosperity and noise of the day will gradually disappear. In the hazy and quiet night, I often fall into endless memories. In my memory, my wishes and beautiful promises, persistent persistence and unremitting efforts have all turned into happy leaves, which I carefully collected.
Yes, growth records pain and also engraves joy. Along the steps of growth, we step by step towards maturity and the future.
10. Write a composition of more than 500 words with growth as the topic. The taste of growing up
The annual rings of time have quietly turned for sixteen years, and the silk thread of life has been pulled for sixteen years. I grew up unconsciously, but I didn't understand until I knew it. ...
No longer the little girl clamoring for her mother to tell a story, she won't cry for a doll, but often sees herself gradually taking off her childish coat in the mirror, thinking about how to stop worrying her mother and father too much. The taste of growing up is understanding
I don't sing Little Gong Hao as before, but I am often moved to tears by Two Springs Reflecting the Moon, savoring the sad life thoughts left by the blind A Bing. The taste of growing up is to realize life.
Instead of deliberately writing two typos in the exercise book to examine the teacher's eyesight, I am often grateful for the teacher's gray hair, wrinkles on his forehead and chalk-stained fingers. The teacher's earnest teaching and tireless help have made me have a deeper understanding of "spring silkworms die, and night candles burn their wick." Therefore, no distractions, forget the sea of books, bow to the case and work hard until dawn. The taste of growing up is gratitude and reward.
Instead of arguing with classmates over a disagreeable sentence, I often drink a steaming cup of Kuding tea in the dead of night, watch the dark blue night sky, calm my impetuous heart, count the stars and fall asleep with my dreams. The taste of growth is maturity.
The taste of growth is that a small seedling on the ground longs to grow into a towering tree.
The taste of growing up is a fish in the sea, eager to jump over the Longmen and swim in the sea.
The taste of growing up is that a bird in the sky longs for freedom to fly high and the sea of clouds fights freely.
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Experience the taste of growth. It seems sour and sweet, spicy and salty, sad and happy, sad and sentimental. It bothered me 16 years, and then let me immerse myself in my soul forever. ...