The essay on the theme of growing up is about 1000 words at the level of junior high school students

When I was a child, I grew up in the sound of poetry "On the afternoon of hoeing day, where does the sweat drop into the soil", every time I picked up the book and looked at the lifeless square words, I always shouted that it was boring. Reading is my biggest headache.

As I grew up, I felt a lack of knowledge, and every time I wrote an essay, I didn't know where to start. My father and mother were worried that I didn't like to read, and they used to buy a lot of books for me to read. Until one day, that night, our family held an idiom competition, I should say the idiom, my mother said the meaning, I opened the idiom dictionary, said:

Golden cicada shelling (ké). As soon as I finished speaking, my father and mother laughed, I felt strange, I didn't know what they were laughing at, my mother looked at me in surprise, and said, "Look at pinyin yourself, what do you read."

Oh! It's 'golden cicada shelling (qiào)'! It dawned on me.

Dad said to me solemnly: "In the future, you should pay attention to reading more, so that you can accumulate knowledge!" So, I secretly made up my mind that I must read more and know a lot of knowledge.

Since then, I have really enjoyed reading because books give me endless pleasure. When I read Hans Christian Andersen's collection of fairy tales, "The Little Match Girl", I prayed for the fate of the little match girl; When I saw "Five Heroes of Langya Mountain", I shed tears for the tragedy of the Five Heroes of Langya Mountain; When I read "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", I was greatly admired by Zhuge Liang's eloquence. I was deeply fascinated by the sea of books, and once saw such a passage in a book: "Reading can cure foolishness, reading can cure poverty, reading can cure diseases, reading can sharpen aspirations, reading can go far, reading can practice, reading can be intelligent, reading can know how to make friends, how to know people, how to speak, how to do things, how to live to be physically and mentally healthy, reading can understand what kind of life can be called perfect without regrets."

Oh, yes! The benefits of reading are endless.

Now, when I pick up "How Steel Knowledge is Made" and deeply integrate into it, I feel how happy I am, because I have a healthy body, although Paul is crippled, his strong perseverance and tenacious spirit that do not bow to fate deeply impress me and make me admire. I am full of hope for my future studies and life. I love reading more.

Reading "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and "Water Margin" can give us an understanding of Chinese masterpieces; Watching "100,000 Whys" can enrich our knowledge; Reading the Encyclopedia of Compositions can improve our composition; Even reading some comics, funny and the like can also make us more humorous and imaginative.

Reading gives me knowledge, reading gives me fun, and reading gives me strength.

I read! Reading books taught me what acid is? What is Sweet?

What is Bitterness? What is Spicy? Reading books has taught me how to behave in a way.

The biggest thing I have learned from reading is knowledge. It enriches my brain and grows my knowledge.

Can you say that reading is not happy?

Growing, a slice of lemon soaked in milk, can't tell whether it's pure or pure. Growth, as if it is a hazy light veil, you can see the things in the light veil but you can't see it clearly. Memories - Lying in the cradle as a baby, biting the pacifier, bathing in the sun, opening the blinded sleepy eyes, edifying, showing a sweet smile.

Seeing that my mother was not by my side, I hurriedly called out in a childish voice, "Mom!" Mom! ”。

When I went to kindergarten, whenever my mother sent me to kindergarten, I always had to cry "wow-wow" for a while, and finally I was pulled into the classroom by the teacher, and I was still not convinced, and continued to cry until the teacher told me to stand outside, and then I stopped crying. When I graduated from the nursery class, I felt so great and proud, and I was finally grown up and able to go to school. I didn't have the slightest nostalgia when I walked out of kindergarten.

In the first grade, it was a joy to get to know and understand strange classmates and teachers. I think when I met my first friend, I was so happy that I wanted to buy 10 lollipops and eat them all in one sitting. What exactly is it like to grow up?

Is it sweet? It's still astringent. When I was a child, I was accompanied by sugar, marshmallows, which melted sweetly in my mouth.

Bigger, with me is the lollipop, a circle of milk and a circle of fruit-flavored lollipops, a kind of sweetness that circulates and recycles. Now I am sweet, sour, and astringent, which seems to have become the trilogy of my growth, and it is a lemon that is just like this taste. Lemon juice with added sugar, sweet with sour and slightly sweet with sour, also seems to be like success and failure in growing up.

Whether you succeed or fail, the process is always hard. Without diligent study and study, there will be no success in one's life. The awards are the best proof of my hard work and success.

In fact, I think that success and failure are all the same, and in the end they are all joy and sweetness. The taste of lemon tea, astringent. Although astringency is my least favorite taste, it is indispensable in my upbringing, and that is tears.

Tears, tears of joy, tears of remorse, tears of grievance, but what I hate the most is the tears of being knocked down by frustration, which is a kind of cowardice. The bird has wings and learns to fly; Flowers have a floral fragrance and learn to be fragrant; We learn to grow when we have setbacks. Is crying a dissatisfaction, a vent?

I can't figure out the right answer. Is it really to give up to fly? When we are successful in our careers, we will look back at the things that we thought were excellent in the past, but we will feel ridiculous.

Don't go too far, just say that I'm in the sixth grade now, and if I look at the excellent essays in the third grade, I will blame myself, how did I write that kind of essay that didn't have a level at that time? That might be the joy of growing up. In the past, the vigorous memories were vigorously forgotten by us, and now, the bits and pieces of longing are remembered by us bit by bit.

The taste of growth that can never be narrated can only be tasted slowly by yourself.

I walked into my "Life" theater, found a place to sit down, and as soon as I pressed the remote control, the joy of childhood immediately appeared on the big screen.

When I was a child, I was chasing butterflies in the flowers, enjoying the taste of innocence; When I was a child, I was playing "playing house" with my younger brother; It's my childhood again, chasing and playing with my friends carefree, and tasting the coffee ...... of friendshipChasing the blue sky and white clouds, letting the laughter flutter with it, and galloping on the grass like a wild horse that has escaped from the stiffness - this is the unchanging music of childhood. When I was immersed in the innocence of my childhood, I sighed deeply for a scene, what's wrong? In fact, childhood is not necessarily happy, it is like the moon, there are also clouds and sunny days.

Lo and behold, I was being punished for playing with my neighbor's flowers and wilting ......I pressed the fast-forward button and saw me growing.

In the dead of night, there is a small table lamp still jumping, and the "rustling" sound made by writing too fast echoes in this lonely night. The sleepy bugs have crawled up my eyelids and are playing in my eyes, so heavy and heavy. This caused me to stumble to the bathroom and pour cold water on my face.

Back in the room, he shook his head mournfully as he looked at the homework on the table, which was still a foot high. If you don't write, tomorrow will definitely be a scolding, a teacher's reprimand, a mother's ridicule, and a classmate's ridicule ......Hey, you can't help it, you have to hold on to the end. If I hadn't been lazy for a while today, maybe I wouldn't be so embarrassed now, at least better than now.

However, I am a child, and it is my nature to "play" and it is also free. However, what should we do if we have to exchange the bitter fruit for the sake of this moment's happiness? Only I have to endure it.

As the saying goes: "When a pony crosses the river, the depth of the river needs its own attempt", and the road of growth also needs to move forward step by step and down-to-earth. As I grew up, I was no longer as childish as before, I learned many truths in the world, and I knew the true value of humility, support, and friends.

Growing up, I have an infatuation with "books", no matter where I go, I have a book in my pocket. In the face of setbacks, Paul's spirit of defying difficulties, persevering to the end, and never giving up inspired me, making me open my feet and strive to forge ahead; In the time of suffering, thinking of the hardships of the little match girl, what is my own point, and I have overcome many dangers. In the following journey of growth, I was like a sailboat, realizing my ideals and writing the happy ending of my growth.

Yes, it's a lot better to grow up, you can help your parents share more things, so that you can gain knowledge, friends, and fun in your growth! I walked out of the theater with a big smile on my face, I could race through the charm of the sun, the flowers swayed for me, the stream sang for me, and how happy I was to grow! I grow, I am happy!

A sense of responsibility grows with us.

I read a little story about an ordinary driver who had a heart attack on the road, and at the last minute of his life, he did three things: he slowly pulled the car to the side of the road and pulled down the manual brake with the last bit of strength; Open the doors to allow passengers to get off the bus safely; Turning off the engine, ensuring the safety of the car and passengers, and after doing these three things, he lay on the steering wheel and stopped breathing.

When I read this short story, I felt a deep shock in my heart. How many people are there like this in today's society, and an ordinary and ordinary bus driver like him did not do anything earth-shattering at the last moment of his life, but how many people are willing to do this? This ordinary and great man will always be remembered by me, because it was he who told me with his life:

How should a person bear the responsibility given to the profession, maintain respect, loyalty and dedication to the profession, it is impossible to rely entirely on hobbies, it is impossible to rely entirely on the money system, but there is one thing that is essential, that is, a sense of responsibility. It occurred to me that even though we are only students now, we should also develop a sense of responsibility for things. Only in this way will the future society be a society full of responsibility, and we will have a sense of responsibility for everything and every profession in the future.

If you give up your responsibility to society, it means that you have given up better living conditions in this society.

I remember an American scholar who said: although responsibility is sometimes boring, not fulfilling it is just a coward, an out-and-out waste. I don't think anyone wants to be seen as a coward, a piece of waste.

Therefore, from now on, we should be responsible people, and let the sense of responsibility accompany us all the way ...... growth