1: I am growing up.
Author: Looking forward to next summer
The years of growing up are like running water, coming and going in a hurry. Unconsciously, there is less communication with parents. I want to be with every child like me, and there are joys and troubles that accompany our growth.
Happiness and trouble are always twin sisters. I think almost everyone doesn't want their troubles to follow them. They just want to be happy and don't want to worry. Maybe some people think that there is no happiness in the world. Fate and opportunity always play tricks on them, and their hearts are so full of troubles that they can't imagine what happiness looks like. But I don't think so. Happiness and troubles coexist in my life.
Did you miss the joy of growing up?
Time is like water in a river, which is gone forever. Year after year passed in a hurry, and gradually, I grew up. In the process of growing up, I have experienced many things, and I have also learned some philosophy of life. Count the happy things in the past, open the floodgate of memory and begin to recall. At first, I really couldn't remember them. Think again. Oh, I got it! Take part in the spring outing organized by the school and have fun! I also took part in the campus painting competition. Although I didn't win the prize, I was still very happy. At this point, I thought to myself: it doesn't matter even if I fail! Failure is the mother of success. Life is a process! There is also time to make new friends; There is also self-confidence encouraged by parents, teachers and classmates when disappointed; When I have fun in my study ... think it over. In just one year, I have added a lot of joys and sorrows to my growth record. If it isn't "there is a diligent road in Shushan, and there is no limit to learning the sea". It is not a problem-solving idea that can be understood by hard work and Olympic mathematics. It's a candy-like happiness. I still have indomitable spirit and naughty rebellion. I am eager to catch up with the pace of growth and hold on to brilliant youth.
I smiled at the thought. It turns out that happiness didn't slip away when I was growing up. It was all in my heart. I'm as satisfied as getting something good, and I can't wait to go to my next destination.
The trouble of growing up is happiness or worry!
I think everything has its shortcomings, and it is this that makes each other really beautiful. It is trouble that makes the original colorful road to growth more colorful. Growing up means saying goodbye to the past and everything I can't bear to part with. Childhood memories are endless, and everything makes me happy and moved. Plush toys, merry-go-round, these beautiful things are all left behind when we grow up. I remember when I was in primary school, I suddenly woke up from my sleep and cried for my mother. My mother told me, "When you grow up, you should learn to be independent and stop relying on others." I found that all the partners around me grew up with me. I find that they don't understand me more and more and often speak ill of me. Teachers are not as considerate and concerned about me as before, and they don't understand and misunderstand me more and more ... I have experienced many fears and really hate unhappy things. I don't understand why so many people are against me. I have countless troubles and can't figure out how to manage them, but it is this trouble that has taught me the knowledge that happiness has given me: strength, understanding and tolerance. So I realized the word "tolerance" in my troubles: I think it is like a cup of tea, which is bitter at first, but it will be memorable later!
In the future, the pace of growth continues, and there is no need to turn back. Only by knowing that you can't grow up twice can you grow up well and live up to this decade. Whether it is happiness or trouble, it is watering my growth. These are all the nutrients I need to grow up!
Chapter two: the taste of growth
Time flies, time flies. The fleeting time explains the meaning of growth, and the journey of life, like a five-flavor bottle that has overturned the years, makes me savor the taste of growth.
Growth is sour. When my brother was young, my parents loved him very much, and I was not sad because he needed someone to take care of him. But now, my brother has grown up, and his parents' doting makes him unable to take care of himself now, and everything depends on his parents. Once, while I was doing my homework, my brother came to disturb me and scribbled on my exercise book, making my schoolbag messy. I scolded him angrily. My brother not only didn't know the mistake, but also found his mother and said that I bullied her and her mother taught me a lesson. Said my brother was still young, and I blamed him for not letting him. I didn't let it fall, tears in my eyes, but my heart was sour. Mom, do you know that your homework is due tomorrow?
Growth is sweet. When I entered the school on the first day, I was glad that I finally became a middle school student. But everything at school is strange to me. I used to be afraid, scared, confused and lonely, but over time, I got along more and more harmoniously with my classmates and teachers. In class, we listen to the teacher carefully. Play enthusiastically and boldly with classmates after class. Teachers and classmates are so amiable and lovely. I like school gradually. Sweet in my heart, this is my yearning life and study!
Growth is bitter. With the growth of age, the burden of study is getting heavier and heavier, and the pressure is getting bigger and bigger. Every day, I cope with a mountain of homework in front of me, running around the two points and one line of "school-home", and even weekends are filled with various cram schools. I can only imagine the shepherd boy's distant flute in black and white. When I was a child, my innocent smile was getting farther and farther away from me. Thinking of "throwing sandbags", "throwing stones" and "playing house", and then looking at "Chinese", "English" and "math" on the reading table, my heart is bitter. I can't help feeling: childhood is really good!
Growing up is spicy. When I was a child, I always lived a carefree life of "clothes to reach out, food to open my mouth". Growing up means learning to survive slowly and taking care of yourself. I remember washing clothes for the first time and dyeing blue jeans on a white shirt. I remember the first time I cooked, I forgot to put water on it and burned the whole pot. I remember washing dishes for the first time and breaking several dishes ... my heart is burning. I can't help wondering: have I really grown up?
Flowers bloom, cicadas sing, leaves fall, and the first frost. Time is still flying, I am still growing, and I am constantly experiencing the taste of growth!
Chapter III: Growth
From birth, we have chosen the care of the world: parents will help us when we meet; Greedy grandparents will chase us to feed; With a cold and fever, the whole family will stay by the bed ..... We live in a greenhouse, and only when we suffer setbacks and difficulties will the care from school, family and society follow.
But if the weak seedlings want to break through the ground, they must first endure unremitting struggle under the rock; Butterflies must endure the tenacity of wrapping silk if they want to fly through cocoons. Excessive care will make us experience the baptism of wind and rain, fragile as glass, so please let go of your caring and imprisoned hands and let us break out of the cocoon alone and fight the sky with our wings.
When I was cheated for the first time, I came home crying and looked for help at a loss. Grandpa just looked at me kindly, and grandma stroked my head. When I was a child, my mother told me fairy tales. I only know that there is a hateful and vicious stepmother queen in Snow White. I didn't know that there were also bad people who bullied children in real life. My mother told me that Pandora's box was opened, releasing all the evils in the world-greed, nothingness, slander, jealousy, pain and so on. But these negatives are still few, and the world is still beautiful.
I looked out of the window. It is raining cats and dogs. The mother swallow takes Xiaoyan out for food. The mother swallow struggled to protect Xiaoyan, but Xiaoyan still had to flap her wings to fly. At this moment, I understand that life experiences need to be experienced by myself. Sweet and sour, you have to taste it yourself, and you will know the taste. The process of personal experience may be happy or painful, but you have to experience it yourself to understand it.
After entering junior high school, I fell down again and again, got up again and again, fell down again and got up again ... I learned to bear it alone, face it bravely and deal with it alone. I have experienced pain and injury, but I have gained my own understanding and gradually matured my life. At this moment, I firmly believe that Liang Yongqi sang, "Let's go, let's go, people should learn to grow by themselves. Life will inevitably experience painful struggles, tears and heartbreak. This is the price of growth. "
On the road to growth, there is no substitute. We must walk independently with our own legs.
Depend on others, but never on yourself.
Chapter Four: Footprints of Growth
Author: Cheng Song
The footprint of growing up, from the past to the present, is my best memory ... During my growing up, I grew up in a happy life under the care of my parents. In the process of my growth, I kept learning new knowledge and constantly realized the hardships and happiness in my study and life. Day after day, year after year, flowers bloom and fall quietly.
I suddenly remembered a friend's birthday, his sixteenth birthday, and I wanted to give him a lifetime blessing. Then I remembered this year's 8. 1 1, and I turned to 17. It's almost 17 years before I know it, so I have to say something tacky-how time flies! In retrospect, I really experienced a lot, grew a lot and understood a lot.
I remember when I was in primary school, I first realized that things stuck together with black letters printed on thin paper were called "books", one after another, which made me know a lot for the first time. As a result, I grew up and lost the breath of childhood. Now I know what I should do and what I shouldn't do, and I know that paying is rewarding. Sometimes growing up really brings people joys and sorrows.
Now it seems that at that time, I was just a naive, ridiculous, lovely and naughty child. I couldn't believe it. My nose was almost running out. I was the kid who ran away with a wave of his sleeve.
Now, on the road of our growth, sometimes we will face ups and downs, and sometimes we will encounter misfortune. Growth is actually a familiar and unfamiliar dictionary. Growth, like tree rings, records the storms I have experienced; Growth is like a calculator. Once it reaches zero, everything disappears. Therefore, growth is everywhere in our lives. We should devote our limited life to study and make our future life colorful. In order to get a good grade in the third grade exam and to be happy in the future, study hard. Come on!
Composition related to the topic of growth in Grade Three:
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2. Junior high school composition is a model essay on the road to growth.
3. 800 words of junior high school composition with the theme of growth
4. Take growth as the topic, and complete the composition for the senior high school entrance examination.
5. Write an 800-word composition on the topic of growth.