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"The swallow has gone, and there is a time to come again; The willows are withered, and there is a time when they are green again; The peach blossoms are gone, and there is a time to bloom again. "But how did that happy time in childhood never go back? Did it escape?
Or did I put it away? Yes, childhood is about to pass away, leaving only sporadic memories, just a few shells on the beach, just a few shallow footprints on the way ...... growth
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Fifteen springs, autumns, winters and summers have condensed the essence of life. When I look back and savor the footprints I have walked, I feel a lot of emotion in my heart.
The footprints of growth are full of family love. I can't forget the childishness of my childhood. Riding on his father's neck and leaning on his mother's lap to count the stars in the sky.
When he slew, he pestered them to tell the story of the big bad wolf, and was woken up in the middle of the night, and got into his mother's bed, and let his mother hug him tightly, for fear of being taken by it. I will not forget that when I was sick, I sent a piece of medicine, a cup of boiling water, and a greeting in front of me, which was the careful care of my classmates. I will never forget that when I got the results, the teacher sent me a look of relief and approval, and when I failed the exam, she sent an encouraging look, which increased my courage to fight against setbacks.
All those who care for me laugh and breathe with me.
There are also lingering and inexhaustible teenage troubles in life. I want to be a young eagle with wings ready to fly and soar in my own free world. When I proposed to be self-reliant, I was greeted by my parents' words of "you are still young, wait until you grow up".
Helplessly, I looked forward to the ripe hope in this rejection again and again. I really want to make suggestions to the teacher to reduce the burden, but I don't dare, my arms can't twist my thighs, how can I screw a strong teacher with a small person? I wanted to resist, but I couldn't.
Troubles, loneliness, and not being understood always bothered me.
My footprints are also full of difficult choices. Time is really precious, but it's a pity that I have wasted time. When I was in middle school, my classmates had already understood the truth of "every inch of time is an inch of gold", and they were all studying hard.
Only I am still wasting my good time, spending my hard life in Jin Yong's rivers and lakes and games every day. The grades are fair to everyone, and when my classmates hold heavy fruits in their hands, I hide in the corner and cry, regret, and frustrate. The teacher told me:
Industry is good at diligence, and absurdity is frolic. Only by paying, can you reap. Fail, get up, and be a strong man in life.
I understood this truth, so I joined the ranks of students again, and my excellent grades allowed me to regain my self-confidence. The right choice made me understand more that you can't fall in the same place a second time, otherwise you will fall even worse.
Ups and downs, these are the footprints of growth. She accompanied me into maturity and through the four seasons of youth.
Footprints are living, eating, sleeping,, and breathing every day are the footprints of growth.
Since it is a part of the competition, it is natural to pick the most important thing to write, don't mention it. It seems too frivolous.
You can write about family and friendship, as warm as possible, and you don't need very, very flowery rhetoric. You just need to write the truth, and try to write the feeling of seeing a rainbow after the storm, which can highlight the theme of sunshine. It's best to have a beginning and an end to echo.
Think of yourself as a good-looking person.
Write about some children throwing things away with food.