A 600 word essay entitled The Road to Growth .

Growth is hard to write, wait for me.

on the road to growth

Sometimes I wish I never grew up, like that wayward Peter Pan. And in the torrent of time, it is still quietly growing up ......

Every time I watched the leaves of the sycamore trees fall one by one, they all over the earth. I always felt that those leaves fell in a panic to cover up a big secret, and when I swept away the fallen leaves, Lao Ran Zhi always saw black asphalt roads. Every time a cloud passes overhead, I always look at the sky stupidly to see what the clouds reveal when they pass by.

But I know that behind the clouds is still that sky, the same sky.

The same scene is repeated every day, and the same script is performed. Fate was so quiet that I almost forgot it existed. So silent, so silent.

I was amazed that I was a sophomore in junior high school. In addition to being surprised, there was a trace of emotion left, a sentence that is not afraid of old age: time flies so fast.

This is something I am very reluctant to do. Because homework and exams will double the pressure on me who is not tall in the first place.

Teachers and parents will say that we are walking on a road paved with flowers. So - we are stepping on the corpse of flowers. Of course, this is a joke.

They think that we should always be sunny, and we should never be afraid of heaven and earth and shout like Sanmao: "How far is it?" Please let me know!

But they will never understand that we no longer have the time and mood to ask such romantic and worthless questions, and if we were to ask, we would ask, "What is the test?" Please let me know!

However, although I don't like school life, I also understand that the only way to prove my success is to study and take the high school entrance examination. Just as some people yearn for a noble spiritual world, but are full of desire for worldly money and material life.

Stayed in the depressing atmosphere of the school for a long time. will want to change the mood and background to sing freely. However, the child has grown up in time, and time is still spinning along the gears of fate.

Standing on the tail of the title "child", we can't quarrel with a child like in childhood, we can cry happily, cry loudly, and say that I will never be with you again, and then happily share our candy with him the next day.

Because my childhood is getting farther and farther away from me, I can only choose my own way to release my depression.

Wear an exaggerated tight T-shirt and huge pants, and wear a bracelet and anklet like a dog chain, and swagger through the market like a prisoner. Then the next day, I changed into a clean and tidy school uniform, went to school with a schoolbag on my back, and entered the sea of questions without complaint.

To release oneself is to find oneself, and to find oneself is to better realize oneself. The child has grown up, and he must go to tomorrow with hope and responsibility, as well as confidence, to realize the expectations of teachers and parents and his own blue dream, and find my Big Dipper.