Growing up, we spend time in setbacks and grow up in troubles and happiness. A life without troubles is like an immature fruit, which will never taste.
Trouble hangs over us like smoke, but sometimes it will disperse in a hubbub.
The word "classmate" has been with me for seven years, but how to deal with the relationship between classmates is a very annoying thing. If you please one who offends the other, the offended person will retaliate against you and let you live in complaints all day, even if you are right.
Once, two classmates and I went to the grocery store to play after school. I only brought one yuan, and both of them borrowed it, but who should I give it to? This is undoubtedly a big problem. One is the monitor and the other is the head nurse. Offending that person will get you more than you can chew. After careful consideration, I decided to offend the monitor! Because this housemaster is your pillar, your backer, without them, you are an isolated tree, and you will offend the monitor. In the future, it will be a pool of mud, which will never attract people's attention, and your reputation in the class will soar. After a long time, if you offend Ding this one today and Ding that one tomorrow, you will become a smelly fly with a bad reputation, which everyone hates.
And those so-called constantly chauffeured people who invite one person to dinner today and another person to dinner tomorrow will be respected, famous and gossiped by others. They always plausibly say, "You see how generous he is, you see that he is a miser and penniless." "
Fame and popularity, you are based on a business card in the crowd. Without these two things, you may be an unnecessary person. Even if you are a knowledgeable person, what can you do? On the contrary, those little people have become the object of everyone's pursuit You can only see in your eyes and be angry in your heart, but how powerful are you, a nobody? Even if you have three heads and six arms, you can't turn Gan Kun around. At this point, I feel isolated.
In my short life, life has brought me too much trouble.
Troubled the first grade composition 2 composition outline:
1. I am happy in my study, but I also have troubles.
Happiness in study means getting good grades.
My problem is that my exam results are not ideal.
4. I summed it up, learning = happiness+trouble.
In my study, I have both happiness and trouble.
Happiness means getting good grades. Whenever I get good grades, I always get presents. Like that time. ...
That day, as soon as we got to school, we picked up our math books and read them. It is because of our first class that we will have a math exam. The bell rang, although it was an English song, but we were not happy at all, because after the exam, all the papers were handed out. Although we do well in the exam and will be rewarded when we go home, we will be beaten home if we don't do well in the exam. The exam has begun. I read it once and finished writing the topic. When the teacher saw that I had finished writing, he read my test paper. He read it and told me that I got 97 points in the exam and let me find out the mistakes myself. I listened to the teacher and carefully checked the test paper. But I can't detect it. The test paper was handed out, and I just got 97 points. When I went home, my father saw my test paper and I got a reward-a new pencil box. I'm glad to have a new pencil case!
The trouble is that the effect is not ideal. Every time my exam results are not satisfactory, my father will scold me. That English exam was also …
I was in a good mood that day, but I was not happy at the thought of having an English class today, because the English teacher said that there would be an exam today. I am not good at English, so I believe I will get more than 80 points in the exam. The exam has begun. I read the test paper carefully, write it carefully and check it carefully. However, I still didn't do well in the exam Curly hair was demoted in the English exam. I only got 82 points in the exam, and I was scolded by my father when I got home.
I summed it up: learning = happiness+trouble. In learning, there are happiness and trouble.
Please write a composition for the first day of junior high school.
The minute hand on the clock points to the end of class, but I pray silently in my heart: don't finish class-there will be a lot of homework coming to me after class.
Face up to the facts
Instead, I was controlled by a huge amount of homework, just like a giant eagle trying to fly into the sky was locked in a cage and couldn't move, but I still sat back at my desk.
Anti-Japanese war to the end
Homework is like a mountain, and I am just one of the stupid people. I can't reverse it, but I can reduce it This is also my "duty". The hour hand and minute hand on the clock seem to be tied to the motor and rotate rapidly. I look up at nine o'clock and then at eleven o'clock! The pen in my hand is clenched, and my hand speed is unconsciously accelerated.
When we were together, I suddenly found that my homework was smiling at me, rubbing my eyes and trying to wake myself up, but any action didn't help, and it wouldn't affect the feelings of both eyelids at all.
I don't know when the war of resistance between me and my homework became fierce. There was a flash of excitement in my haggard eyes, and I rubbed my dark eyes. I was about to get up when the cell phone next to me rang "Ding Dong", so I didn't have to guess, and I didn't know when the class representative forgot to leave his homework.
World War II broke out.
So, I sat down at the "lovely and hateful" desk again, and my homework seemed to be full of energy, ready to fight with me to the end. Finally, after I cleaned the papers and exercise books, I dragged my tired body and walked to the bed step by step.
Eradicate the grass-uproot it
Just as I was about to lie in bed, my mother grabbed me. So English is sending videos again. I had no choice but to get up and shoot a video. At the end of the video, the time on my mobile phone has been displayed for the next day. That's why I walked firmly to the bed and thought: No one can stop my "sleeping dream". At this time, I suddenly found that the farthest distance in time is the distance between me and the bed.
With the growth of age and the loss of years, the road to growth is full of stumbling blocks. On this road, there are surprises, sadness, joy and infinite troubles. My 14-year-old sky was rendered into clean blue and a little sad purple.
At school, my deskmate and I can laugh happily every day. In the eyes of others, we can always laugh easily. Even if we find out who is stealing food in class and there is no one else, we will laugh. Even if this is a reprimand from the teacher, even the students say that we are a pair of crazy people. I was thinking, if I were crazy, how carefree I would be! I can run in the garden and roll on the grass. Even if others cast strange eyes, I have no worries and am very happy.
In the whole family, I am the youngest, and both my brothers have dropped out of school. Therefore, my parents don't need me to do any work. They always say: you have done a good job in your study, better than anything else! I know how much my brothers hate me, especially my second brother. Why? He always talks with others, but he always treats me with a look that has nothing to do with himself.
Once, an English teacher assigned homework, one of which was to listen to the recording, which had to be downloaded from the computer. I showed my homework register to my eldest brother. The teacher assigns homework, listens to tapes and turns on the computer. I thought this reason would make him turn on the computer for me. Unexpectedly, I was wrong, all wet, and his mouth was radian. In my opinion, that smile is full of irony. Do you want to play computer? Please find a better excuse. This move is out of date, and I didn't give any explanation, because I know that the Qing dynasty is self-cleaning, and the tree is not afraid of the shadow. I'm used to it, and I won't beg them again, because I know it's useless.
who is it? Don't take off your shoes when you come in, the ground is dirty again! Needless to say, it must be Song Jiamin! Countless such voices echo in my ears, and it is also my trouble to laugh.
Behind the smile, there are infinite troubles hidden.
I'm very annoyed recently, and I always feel that my life is a bit extreme ... "The final exam is coming, and I'm lying in bed listening to music. Just when I was complaining, the so-called joy begets sorrow. Yes, just when I was happy, the door of my room was opened with a bang. I was surprised and quickly hid my mobile phone. But I had no choice but to sell the stolen goods in time and get caught. Looking at my father's angry face, my little heart thumped. I thought I would be beaten next, but I heard my father sigh. Dad looked at me helplessly and sadly: "hoo ... this has happened more than once or twice, and you will have an exam soon." You said you would study hard. Is that how you study hard? " There was a flash of water in his eyes. I can't help feeling deeply guilty. My father is out in the wind and rain every day, and my mother is busy until the early hours of the morning, just to let my brother and I live a good life, and I only know how to play. I remember when people see my father, they always say, "Is that your father? Why is he so dark? He's nothing like you. "How did that happen? Every hot summer, I chat with a fan in the classroom and watch the teacher lecture on the podium. My father works in the scorching sun and is soaked with sweat every time he comes home. In the sun all day, his skin became dark. I looked at my father's dazzling white hair, and my heart was a little sour.
From then on, I began to work hard because I knew that people would die one day, and I couldn't stop it, and I couldn't stop it. What I can do is to accompany and repay you in my limited time.
No one will always accompany you to the end, but someone will help you when you are in trouble; No one will be angry with you forever, but some people will forgive you unconditionally. Those people are parents, and they even want to give you all the good things. These are my parents-great and ordinary.
Gratitude. Learn to be grateful.
Six people said, "There are 108 big troubles a year and 108 small troubles a day." I have a worry, a worry from growing up.
I don't remember when this trouble followed me, but in my memory, it can be seen everywhere: in class and in the dormitory. ...
Pick up the lamp and watch the scroll in your sleep, and the bell will ring in your dream.
How many times have you done your homework at 1 1 and how many times have you stayed up reading? More and more homework, thicker glasses. Does it mean that "reducing the burden" means "adding corrections"?
The fragrance of tea doesn't seem to last until tonight. How can the richness of coffee reach that dawn?
Once noisy, once happy mood, has long been in the teacher from the "Western Heaven" where the 100,000 copies of teaching AIDS exhausted; I have laughed and had unlimited fun. I have spent 100,000 Jin on Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio that my parents learned from Tang Priest.
Over the years, I have been lost in the dark. After studying, I will also find a lawn, perhaps in front of the desk or by the windowsill, looking at the rows of trees standing in the distance, emitting the last bright green.
It has been almost a year since I entered junior high school. All the novelty and fun at the beginning were buried in the boundless sea of learning and the high mountain of books with my childhood heart.
Growth is a work, and trouble is a typo hidden deep in the paragraph; Growth is a blank sheet of paper, and troubles are defects stuck on the back. These tiny things seem deja vu, and they seem to bother us all the time. In the growing nature, the past study was blown away like a breeze by the stormy study and pressure in the past memory.
In the past, I can only carefully hold it out of my memory, gently brush the dust off it and turn it over page by page, which becomes a nostalgic memory when my heart is broken now.
I have a worry, a worry from growing up. ...
I don't know when the growing pains merged into one. For me who has a lot of complaints to vent, this topic is very kind. Xin Qiji once said: "Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow". Perhaps his carefree childhood, with the continuous development of history, left us more and more troubles.
As I grow up day by day, I have more troubles around me. Most of the things that happen at school are unwilling to talk to parents, because as long as they talk, they will make a long speech, and I am not allowed to interrupt a word, and my ears can't stand so many words coming in and out, so I don't want my ears to suffer, so I don't want to talk to my parents!
However, I write what I want to say in my notebook every day, that is, my diary. After writing, let yourself appreciate and solve your own problems. It was okay at first, but gradually, I felt that my parents looked at me unnaturally, as if I was hiding something from them. (I really don't want them to know)
That day, I came home from school, finished my homework and went to get my diary as usual. Suddenly, I found that my diary had been touched, and I immediately flew into a rage. I knew it must be them when I thought about it. I walked out of the bedroom and asked loudly if they had read my diary. On the contrary, they openly stated that it was their duty to know everything about me.
I can't take it anymore. I just want to have my own blue sky. Why did you take it away so selfishly just to get to know me? I went back to my room and felt that I had nothing left, alas! Why do parents always want to know us when they grow up and don't want us to have any ideas of our own? Alas! How cruel!
Our life is full of seven colors of sunshine, but even if the sunshine is bright, there will inevitably be short-lived clouds. Growing teenagers will have some lingering troubles. These troubles come from life, from study, from communication with classmates ... but it is not terrible to have troubles. The key is to treat it correctly. From now on, let's clean up our troubles together, eliminate them and mature with colorful dreams.
With the continuous growth of age, my studies are getting heavier and heavier, and my parents have higher and higher requirements for me. Of course, my growing pains are also increasing.
Take home for example, mom. I am grateful for your meticulous care and attention. In order to get good grades in the exam, you often go to the bookstore to buy some extracurricular exercises for me to do. Before the exam, you told me to examine the questions carefully and then check them carefully after I finished. In some people's eyes, it is good to have a mother who cares, but in my eyes, my mother is very annoying. "Hurry up and do your homework!" The first sentence after I went home to see my mother, there was an unquestionable tone in her words, and a little trouble and unhappiness came to my mind. I just finished my homework and was about to watch TV when my mother came over and pulled me up. I just hung my head like a prisoner and left the TV with my mother, waiting for me with a lot of homework. And from time to time, it will be accompanied by my mother's nagging: "There will be a mid-term exam in less than a week, and there will be a reading test in two or three weeks." There is also writing a composition. I often mutter to myself, "I want to write a composition, but I don't want to write it in my notebook." I can't write many words! " "Mom firmly objected:" No, you can't write and look it up in the dictionary. Do you also use the computer to take exams? "? If you can't write it, read more extracurricular books. "I study all day, and I have no time to watch TV or have my own entertainment time. It's really annoying
I want to say to my mother, "learning is important, but it is my daughter's wish to grow up happily." Only by combining relaxation can I put more energy into my study. " May the troubles of growing up stay away from me.
It was too hot, so I went upstairs after lunch and planned to turn on the air conditioner to cool down. I hadn't sat down for a few minutes when my father came.
Dad looks particularly fierce today. The flesh on his face seems to be sideways, and his mouth is tightly stretched, as if looking for a punching bag. I'm still wondering what happened to dad today,
Always optimistic, he has never seen such a face! He approached me and looked at me with stern eyes, holding my exercise book in his hand and pointing to the homework on which I couldn't read clearly.
Said, "What is this? Is this how the teacher teaches you to write? It's so scrawled, you erase this word for me and then write it again carefully.
If you don't write well, it depends on you. "A lot of words sounded like thunder in my ears, and I was too scared to look at my father. I took the' exercise book' in my father's hand with trembling hands.
Then sit on the table and erase word by word, and then write word by word slowly ... tears drop by drop on my exercise book.
I just finished my homework, and my dad didn't know what he was dissatisfied with, so he found a belt and pressed me against the chair and smoked hard. Pain makes me cry,
However, even if my father is not convinced, he is still fighting hard. While typing, he said, "Look, your homework will still be so sloppy in the future, and then-scribble, you scribble again ..."
Dad smoked word by word, and as a result, I cried as if the whole earth could hear me. I quickly begged, "So, in the future, I won't scribble like this again. I won't dare again ..."
I sobbed. Fortunately, my mother came to help me out and finally escaped.
Trouble, I have no patience, and I have been greedy for homework. I didn't know this would happen! However, after I wrote the words correctly, the speed of writing slowed down.
A few times I stayed up late at night to do my homework, but this is not the way. Hate, hate.
Middle school students who have just entered the journey of youth, with the growth of age and the germination of youth consciousness, once they have troubles, depression and sadness will hang over our hearts, and life will lose its brilliant brilliance.
Excuse me, are you often unhappy because of troubles? Come and listen to my growing pains! Please also help me share and eliminate my troubles.
I am an introvert. I always keep unpleasant things in my heart and don't tell others. Sometimes a person sits alone in the room in a daze.
At the beginning of the new semester, I transferred to Xixia School, where I left for three years, and came to this familiar and unfamiliar environment. The teaching conditions here are very good, and I hope I can get excellent grades in all my subjects. Unexpectedly, after the end of self-study last Wednesday night, a junior high school male classmate suddenly handed me a letter when the classroom was empty. My face suddenly burned and my heart was in a mess, like dozens of rabbits jumping around my chest. I dare not read letters in the classroom. Go home and close the door, only to see that it is a "courtship" letter. Dare not look more, face the reality, what should I do? I am fifteen years old. Should I handle this matter independently or tell my mother or teacher, or write a letter to seriously refuse? Finally, I decided to settle this matter and write a letter to refuse him.
There is no windtight wall in the world, and the teacher knows it. The next day after school, the brainless boy and I were called into the office. At this time, the teacher's face did not know how long. I stood there with my head down, not knowing what the teacher said. I only feel aggrieved, and I only blame that boy, which made me suffer a wrong case. Later the teacher asked the boy to stay and let me go first. I trudged home.
I really couldn't sleep that night. As soon as the cock crowed, I was so sleepy that I almost didn't fall asleep. When I woke up, it was already dawn. Birds are singing beautiful songs on the willows outside the window. Birds, how happy and free you are, how I envy your happy life. You know, I've never been in trouble before.
Worry 1 1 Worry is a very elusive thing, which sometimes makes you very crazy and painful and insomnia.
One day, there was more homework. Time passed little by little, and the homework was reduced little by little. In the end, there is only one excellent book left. However, I really don't want to write. At this time, the clock deliberately set the second hand louder, as if to remind me that it is time to go to bed.
I thought to myself: there is very little homework anyway. I'll make it up secretly after class tomorrow, and the teacher won't find out. I packed my things and got ready for bed. Suddenly, I remembered that the teacher said in class, "I will check today's homework one by one." I'm worried when I think about it, whether to write or not.
But my quilt calls me from the bed. Indeed, in this severe winter, whoever doesn't want to have a good sleep, I will lie in the quilt and let me take a nap first, whether he does his homework or not.
But troubles have been bothering me, and I can't sleep. Whether to do my homework or not, my brain seems to be divided into two parts, one is for me to do my homework, and the other is for me to make up tomorrow. I don't know what to do at the moment. Do I lie in a warm quilt, or do my "boring" homework there?
The troubles are getting heavier and heavier, which is really unbearable. I thought to myself, "forget it, I can't sleep anyway." Finish my homework quickly. If the teacher calls the parents, it will not be worth the loss. " I quickly opened my bag and finished my unfinished homework. My mother saw me doing my homework and asked, "Didn't you just write it?" I said I forgot a homework, the bell rang smaller and my troubles disappeared.
After finishing my homework, I lay in bed without any worries and fell asleep comfortably.
Trouble is irritating, but you can only be positive and calm, and face it bravely, and the trouble will disappear.
I put down my pen as soon as I mentioned it. If I write out my troubles, I am exposing my most painful scars! Will it hurt abnormally? If I don't open it, will it be "inflamed"?
Between the two, I chose the latter. I think it may be better soon after it is opened.
Come to think of it, I have a lot of troubles, but what bothers me most is the so-called "communication problem". In the eyes of others, my mother and I have a good relationship, and my mother is also very open-minded. What about reality? After all, my mother is an adult, and no matter how open-minded, there will inevitably be places that are out of place with me.
Sometimes, I guess some of my mother's thoughts, so when a classmate calls me, I try to avoid my mother answering, but my mother finally found out and asked me what secret person was calling. I'm depressed! Are classmates also secret figures? I didn't know how to explain it, so I replied, what secret number? My mom stopped asking after that.
It can really be described as "once Gang Po is leveled, there will be another wave". That day, I suddenly found that my mailbox and the letters inside were rummaged. I asked the others if they had made a comeback, and I asked the most unlikely person. Mom, but mom said she turned it over, and I was shocked. I just couldn't help yelling at my mother, "How could you? If you are like' those people'. " Then I ran into the bedroom crying.
I asked again and again in my mind: why don't they allow me to keep a little secret of my own in my heart? Why do they do everything they can to know my secret? Is it because they love me for this ridiculous reason?
Later, I also reflected on what I had done. I think maybe it's not all my mother's fault. As a daughter, I should also find time to communicate with my mother more ... More importantly, I should find some appropriate ways to eliminate my troubles and keep the sunshine in my heart forever. ...
Time flies, like a gust of wind, in a blink of an eye. I am growing up, but my troubles have also become my growth bonus. Whether you want to accept it or not, I will force you.
I remember when I was in primary school, I was carefree and always thought that learning was a very simple thing, so I didn't have to worry too much. But in junior high school, the study task suddenly became very heavy, and it weighed me down like a big burden. The most terrible thing is that my mother nags all day. The content is basically: "Look at other people's children and send your homework to WeChat early." "Look at other people's children, exams and quizzes are the top three." "Look at other children's children, and their grades have improved by three." "Look at other people's children ..."
In the final exam, my grades were still not satisfactory, and my mother began to nag again. I've been saying all day, "Now everything as simple as Grade One has been tested like this. Wait until the second day and the third day! " "I always use language to satirize me and say," It's hard for a person like you to get into a key high school, even a vocational high school ... "
When I do my homework at night, I usually go to bed very late. I look forward to going to bed early on Saturday and Sunday, but my mother still forces me to study until twelve o'clock. And confidently said: "only when others are resting, you are still studying, so that you can catch up with your good classmates." Oh, my god! This may be because my primary school is too playful. Now it's time to pay off the debt. But what can I say? I can't say anything, and there is nothing to say.
Maybe growth is like this, and so is learning. While enjoying the care of teachers, classmates and family members, there will be many troubles. I will certainly regard these sufferings and troubles as tempering and work hard towards my own goals!
Today is really Black Tuesday, absolutely! And it was dark. It can't be dark anymore. What a nuisance! Good things never come, bad things keep coming.
The "puzzle" in the morning
In another math class, as soon as the teacher handed out the test paper, everyone hurried to do the problem, except that I was still doing the oral arithmetic problem handed out before class. How could I be so stupid? When I finished the revision, other students' papers were all 1/4. Look at the topic again, it's a bit difficult. Not bad at first, but I was stumped by multiple-choice questions. I'll choose a C first. Then I got stuck in solving the problem. Seeing that my classmates are already improving their thinking and constantly asking questions to the teacher, my face is flushed with anxiety and embarrassment. I don't know what the problem is, and I'm too embarrassed to ask the teacher. If I ask, the teacher must think I'm stupid. I am ambivalent. On the one hand, I can't know the topic, on the other hand, I'm embarrassed to ask my teachers and classmates what they think of me! At this time, the teacher's words made my heart seem to be branded with a "stupid" word: in my opinion, primary school mathematics below 90 points is a failure!
Don't worry, stop pestering me!
Noon "game"
Finally, we can eat. As soon as I sat down after ordering good food, my troubles came again.
We're talking about MC and mini.
"Mini fun!" Love journey and Lele thought.
"MC is fun!" Kangkang and I stick to our point of view.
In this way, everyone quarreled with each other and finally returned to the classroom. I just had a quarrel with them. I'm too thirsty. I picked up the water bottle and was about to drink it when Lele rushed over and lifted it. What kind of game is this? Unprepared, before I could react, the water flowed into my nose and landed on my skirt. At this moment, I have become a fierce lion, trying to swallow Lele in one gulp, but I can't. Violence can't solve the problem, I'm a lady ... trouble!
Good afternoon.
Today is really a troublesome day!
Seeing those children having so much fun, they are playing carefree. I was the same a few years ago. When I grow up, I have more troubles. The thought of those troubles gives me a headache. I really don't want to grow up.
My academic performance is only above average, and I almost failed the exam. In junior high school, I found myself less and less fond of learning. My mother often says, "Why don't you study hard? How can I get into high school? You are almost unreliable in junior high school. If you fail, what will you do in your future work? " Someone wants your junior high school diploma, and you have no special skills. what are you going to do？ It is worthwhile to study now. Children study for themselves, not for their parents. "Yes, if you don't study now, you will get ahead. Now even some college students have no jobs. It bothers me to think about this problem.
Just entering junior high school, everything is so strange, teachers, schools, classmates. A semester has passed like this, and there are not many students I know. I don't know how to communicate with them. When I was in physical education class, many classmates played together. I really want to play with them, but I don't know how to tell them
My mother read my diary the day before yesterday, which annoyed me. I went to reason with my mother, who said that parents should know everything about their children. But my little secret was written in my diary, and it was known as if it had been seen through naked. I quarreled with my mother, and we are in the cold war these days.
How I wish there were no troubles in my life! A person can't be carefree, just like under the sun, there are inevitably short clouds. In fact, worry is not terrible, the key is how you treat it. From now on, let's deal with and eliminate our troubles together, and let's mature with colorful dreams!
Composition 2: My troubles