Growing pains essay, try not to repeat, satisfaction reward 10 points 10

You can imitate 'a bowl of beef noodles' to write it.

Hello! Under the dim table lamp, I stared at this cup of tea, and the impact of boiling water again and again made me feel the fragrance of tea. The slight sweetness in the bitterness was also occupied by my greedy mouth, and the hazy eyes outlined the hazy memory, but the memory was no longer hazy.

The amount of homework is "difficult" and there is little play, and the seriousness of the teacher "hinders" the laughter and the heavy pressure, which "creates" us in the dream - the growing pains. Open the thick book of memories, and the thoughts are a little bit, maybe some of the past that you are tired of looking back on.

At the beginning of the "arrival", a fragile me, was targeted at the "weakness" by the "enemy" and fired a shot, the vulnerable me, sacrificed on the "blood" field, but a "sleep with a lamp to read the scroll, dream back to the bell and recite poems" I stood up again. During those years, I was confused in the dark, and in addition to studying, sometimes I would find a place on the grass that had not yet withered yellow, and sometimes I would be in front of my desk or by the windowsill, watching the rows of trees standing in the distance fighting, just to give out the last trace of bright green. What kind of trees are those?

I don't know, but what does it matter? As long as they are trees, that's enough. When I look at them in a daze, my heart is full of thoughts, and when my eyes return to the tree, my mood suddenly brightens, the stress is gone, and I can devote myself to my busy studies.

It seems that the fragrance of tea has filled the "world", and my mood is boiling.

My struggle, overcoming the troubles, overcoming everything, made it seem to be the last trace of bright green, and also emitted the same brilliance equivalent to the height of summer. "Young people don't know the taste of 'annoying'", but at the turn of this "mountain and water", if anyone relaxes, what awaits you is "thousands of swamps and thorns". On the contrary, if it is hard work and perseverance, what awaits you is "willows and flowers, green mountains and green waters".

Do you really want to let your troubles turn into wisps of smoke, entangle your soul, make you bored, and make you miserable?

If growing up is a book, then troubles are typos hidden in the depths of the paragraphs; If growth is a blank slate, then troubles are a blemish attached to the back. These tiny things seem to be familiar, as if they have been bothering us, in the nature of growing up, the past like a breeze of learning, is now blown away in the depths of memory by the storm of learning and pressure attack.

The temperature of the tea was no longer felt in the hands, and the fog that permeated the room quietly disappeared. Taste the water of "bitterness and happiness" more attentively, taste the troubles of growth, "annoyance and annoyance", time is also "walking", and the experience is "more", and taste the tea again, the "bitterness" seems to have disappeared with the temperature and the time measured with the soul.......

"A little boy, rarely worried, carefree ......and happyThe song "Little Boy" is like a merry-go-round in a dream, and it has always accompanied us to grow up. We are still asleep in our dreams, our thoughts are still simple, and we live carefree. But in real life, it cruelly piles up disturbing "bombs" in our hearts.

From then on, carefree children have become "old children" who are "worried and worried".

I also have troubles, they are like several thick and heavy books, and I almost can't breathe. As an elementary school student, I had to tell myself that I couldn't get bad grades; As a daughter, I told myself to be filial to my parents; As an older sister, I want to be a good role model for my younger siblings......The pace of growth has arrived, and the troubles of growth are increasing day by day.

It's almost time for the exam, and it's not out of revision yet! Just as I was holding an extracurricular book and "savoring" it with relish, tragedy happened: my mother angrily snatched half of the "spiritual food" that I had absorbed, "rushed" me into the room aggressively, and methodically took out the practice questions, and recited the "Reading Sutra" to me in a straightforward manner

You, you really worry me. What time is it now, and I'm still reading extracurricular books! Your math is not very top-notch, and if you don't review it carefully, how can you take the junior high school exam, how can you get the top class ......"Alas, in the extraordinary period of being promoted to the sixth grade, Xiaosheng is facing a major turning point in his life in the junior high school examination, you say, can my mother not be nervous?

I had no choice but to review!

The city gate caught fire, affecting the fish in the pond. "The time to watch TV, surf the Internet, and listen to ** is also deprived little by little, and even my beloved "spiritual food" is also suffering from this. "Robinson Crusoe" and "Treasure Island" were borrowed by his younger brother for "exploration", and "Delicious Chewing Gum" and "Aesop's Fables" were taken by his sister for "fantasy".

Lin Family Shop" just "opened", but it was "closed" by my father; Zheng He was preparing to "Go to the West" when he was driven back to the port by his mother. "How Steel is Made", "Notre Dame de Paris", "La Traviata" ......also "disappeared" in the bookcase one after another, sitting in front of the desk and looking at the bookcase: it used to be a lively family, but now only the cold and deserted "Primary School Chinese Exercise Bank", "Essentials for Further Education", and "Primary School English Test" remain.

Boring! Alas, Mom and Dad, don't you often say that "books are the ladder of human progress"? Now that my study load is big enough, shouldn't I be allowed to have a little time to read extracurricular books?

I hate the time of late spring and early summer, when it is hot and cold. The weather is like a naughty child, always playing jokes with us. Every now and then, I catch a cold.

The annoying cold, like a layer of gauze wrapped around me, made me breathless. The dizzy head, the heavy steps, the messy thoughts, and the bitter medicine are simply unbearable! Cold, cold!

It's so annoying!

Growing up is a children's poem and a ballad. But when we were growing up, we didn't really feel that happiness, that carefree. Perhaps, only in this way can we truly grow up and truly understand the philosophy ...... life

Growing up is like a small boat in my life, sailing on the waves. Sometimes the wind is calm, and sometimes there are rough waves. But my growth boat has not been smooth sailing, and it has also experienced various turmoil. For me, it's sweet and sour, it's all about it.

Now, because I have grown up and am becoming an adult, in the eyes of my parents, I am no longer a child, I have become conscious, courageous, and knowledgeable. Sometimes, they say "You've grown up!" "You're no longer a kid!"

It makes my head hurt when I hear it. No matter what I do now, I must first recognize the "compass needle", I must have principles in my body, I can't be sloppy, I can't be careless, if I have a slight mistake, it will cause a snowstorm at any time.

When I think back to when I was young, life was easy, carefree, free, and there were no worries around me at all. But as the years passed, the waves in front of me became bigger, the sea became more twists and turns, and I became a schoolboy, and I was gone with the old one. I'm taller, I've been going to school for a long time, I've gone home with more homework, I've got more subjects, I've got heavier bags on my shoulders, and the pressure on my heart has increased.

If I was a child, no matter what I did wrong, no one would blame me, plus my parents were my "guides". But now, I have grown up, I am sensible, I have to adapt to independence, I have to be careful in everything I do, and think twice before acting. This is also gradually distanced from the leisurely days when I was a child.

When I was a child, although I was more comfortable in my life, I was constrained by my elders and others everywhere, and when I walked, I had my parents with me. I fell, and I was supported by my parents. But I know that when I grow up, I will become an adult, which is different from when I was a child. Just like me now, I am gradually growing up, and I have my own opinions on everything.

The sun is always after the wind and rain, how can you succeed if you don't experience the wind and rain? Although my growth boat is unstable, there are calm and turbulent waves, but it is also all kinds of stormy waves that have allowed me to learn a lot and exercise a lot. Through my journey of growth, I really realized that growing up has some troubles, but there are more joys. Give points.

You can write about the budding of adolescence, the nagging of parents and other problems in the growth stage, and then you have to write about your own deep experience, the truth you understand, and you have grown up in trouble!

The essay should be written by yourself... If you don't take the exam, you'll be game over...

What you're currently worrying about is the essay about growing up, and every time, you want to go back to when you were a child or a child, and it's your growing up troubles.

Learning, friendship (conflicts with friends), family (nagging of parents).

Fan Wen:The road of growth is full of sunshine, but there are also some troubles hidden in the "sunshine".

You kid, I'm caring about you! "What, you said you don't need me to care, I don't care about you, who cares about you......"You stop me, why are you so rude now, and you say I'm ...... annoying”

Early in the morning, I walked from the bedroom to the toilet, and from the toilet to the bedroom. One word "annoying"!

Oh, my God! When will my mom stop nagging! I really hope to grow up early and get out of the sea of suffering.

My mother didn't understand me, and she talked about this and that all day long, endlessly. I will only talk about boring topics that I hear n times a day. Sometimes, I think:

The outside world is so beautiful, when will it be able to fly out of the cage and into the blue sky. Sometimes I see one or two small birds flying by, and I always look at them with envy.

Bad exam, hum, you're dead, doubles!!

When will you be able to do well in the exam? Tell you not to play on the computer! Don't listen!

And say I'm annoying! What now! 70 several!

And the face back ....... At this time, my father interjected: "You can read it well!"

All the money we have earned so hard will pay you tuition! Your mother is not feeling well" At this time, my mother will pretend to cough next to her, and cough twice on the stool.

After that, the two of them scolded more and more, so they moved roughly, and poor my young and weak body was beaten by this merciless bamboo strip. My face was full of tears, but my parents turned a blind eye and continued to beat with merciless bamboo sticks. After that, although I was very unconvinced, I still had to pretend to understand and keep saying:

Yes, you fought right, but I didn't work hard myself, and I failed your ......”

Mom, Dad, when will you understand my troubles? Violence doesn't solve everything, but upsetting nagging isn't acceptable either.

Playing can only increase the pressure of studying, and nagging, will only increase people's psychological troubles.

On the road of growth, "Yangguan" lost its luster and warmth due to troubles.

The pace of growth has come, and the growing pains have followed. It makes people shroud in melancholy all day long.

Why are you so careless, the uppercase letters of English are written in lowercase; Mathematics is either forgetting to add the decimal point, or the brain can't turn around; The same is true of language, what should not be wrong is always wrong. ......Grades are always not improving! "Since the beginning of my childhood, these kinds of words have always haunted me.

Sometimes it's my parents' criticism, sometimes it's my self-discipline, and sometimes it's my sister's sarcasm.

I also want to improve my grades, but I can't get my way. Either this subject missed, or that subject failed. These are things I never expected.

Who doesn't want to get a good score, but everyone's ability is different, and the effort is different, so the "fruit" of the harvest is also shriveled and full. That's why I can only say, "Do your best!"

Finish. Life is only wonderful when there is competition – these are my words of consolation. But despite this, there are still a lot of worries that linger on me: as a student, I told myself that I couldn't get too bad grades; As a daughter, I told myself not to let my parents down; As an older sister, I told myself to give my sister a good example ......As a result, there is an increasing number of troubles.

But on the other hand, if I get a good grade so easily, wouldn't it be a great loss of its own meaning and people's desire to have it? When you think about it this way, there are a lot fewer worries. But there is another view formed in my mind - although there is some truth in the above statement, it is too naïve, a bit like saying that grapes are sour if you can't eat them.

If you don't work hard, good grades won't come to your door. So, my troubles are still like a shadow, following me all the time. This may be a mediocre nuisance, but it is true that this should be the trouble that most students face.

The solution to this problem is to study, study, and learn again. "I've been annoyed lately, and I've been annoyed ......"I now finally understand that this song actually sings about the helplessness and confusion that our teenagers show in the face of the troubles of learning. The growing pains are constantly coming, I hope we can withstand the "attack" of all the troubles and learn to grow up healthily in the troubles!