The years of growing up are like running water, coming and going in a hurry. Before you know it, you should change it in a year. 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.

grow up

Time inadvertently bounced off my fingers, and the old lattice was covered with spider footprints. There is a net inside, and every grid is dust, but some places are inseparable and some places are sparse and clear. This feeling is gold wrapped in dust. You never know its true value until you taste it. This is the story of growing up.

Growth is a vibrant ballad. Go into the field, listen to the sound of jointing, go into the forest wilderness, and listen to all the sounds and sounds. Noisy, chasing and struggling, this is the growth melody. Play a brilliant voice in the growing team.

Growth is a process of color. Bright skirts floated away, and pink bows flew away. A school uniform, dignified color. Without the colorful covers of fairy tales, what I see is the seriousness of textbooks. A mountain of textbooks. -impetuous to calm, the beautiful colors of the past only decorate the dreams of youth.

Growth is a slow-moving 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, which connects memory and direction in series.