Essay It feels so annoying to grow up

Sunset, moonrise, turning, stars shifting. Day after day, we are all growing. Growing up is sometimes a worry in the hearts of many people, but sometimes it is an eternal dream in the hearts of most children. In my eyes, it feels good to grow up.

When I was young, the seed of "growing up" was planted in my heart. In the eyes of childhood, older children can do almost anything and can play outside without worry; You can happily go to school alone; You can also make good friends and learn new knowledge ...... schoolHow happy it is to be so happy and show off the new skills you have just learned. It feels so good to grow up, it's like an indelible pearl, buried in our ideal "box".

As I became more sensible, this belief became stronger. From then on, I thought of myself as a "little adult", "pretending" to wash dishes, sweep the floor, do what I could, and read more extracurricular books. I keep myself busy all day long.

Once, when I saw that the books on the bookcase were covered with thick dust, I panted and brought a high stool, took a rag that I had soaked several times, and wiped it again and again, almost "ruining" my father's precious books in my hands. It's strange to rub patiently like this, and I don't get tired at all. It wasn't until my mom came back that I found out I was still there.

Hurriedly picked me up. Looking at my red and wrinkled hands, my mother couldn't cry or laugh, so she had to smile and say, "Yo, my good daughter has grown up and learned to help her mother do things."

When I heard this, I was very proud, and it was as sweet as honey. From then on, I ran around and around to see what else I could do. often makes things "missing arms and legs", and it is not a problem to break bowls and cans.

Despite this, my mother still praised me as always. It feels good to grow up.

Now, I have already understood what to do and what not to do, but I have always adhered to the belief of "growing up". Therefore, I know how to respect others, work hard, and have a "clear conscience". They also know how to face setbacks and failures, face problems, and strive to absorb extracurricular knowledge to make up for deficiencies.

Be humble and never let up. It feels good to grow up.

It turns out that growing up not only means growing up physically, but also means maturing the mind. It's a wonderful and frustrating process, and no matter what, I'm going to aim for "growing up" and keep going. Deal with people, treat people, strive for perfection like a butterfly that breaks the chrysalis, and make it feel better to grow up!

What was it like to grow up? Is it a surprise? Is it joy? Or ......

I feel like growing up is just a thought. When it rains, you will naturally bring an umbrella, hold an umbrella alone, stroll in the misty drizzle, feel the unique romance and warmth with your heart, and will no longer plunge into the rain curtain to frolic like when you were a child, and you don't care that you are poured into a soup chicken. When you hear others praise you, you will suddenly have a few red clouds on your face, instead of just tilting your head and s......mirking like when you were a childOh!

What was it like to grow up? The feeling of growing up is the emerald green buds that sprout after the rain, and the shy dew drops rolling on the petals.

As I entered the flowering season, I had unintentionally crossed the dividing line between naivety and maturity. Standing on the verge of maturity, looking at me behind me who lives in the kingdom of happiness. I was naïve, naughty, and crying.

Often, it is either a prank to put the ears of the neighbor's big cat with chicken feathers, or jumping up and down with the children to break the seedlings that Aunt Zhang has just planted, and then lowering his head to help up the flattened seedlings under the mother's number. At that time, I often ran home with a smile and singing in the wind and rain, but I quietly shed tears for a bowl of poached eggs that my mother came with a smile. At that time, I loved to laugh and cry.

It was sunny just now, but in the blink of an eye, the rain showered suddenly. Look, who is the little girl with a red face and tears on her face, but she is smiling? Isn't that me?

I'm sorry.

However, I am now on this side of the dividing line. All those good memories can only be locked into a pink diary, into the deepest part of my memory vault. When I grow up, I should become strong, I should learn to laugh at life, and face ups and downs and setbacks; When you grow up, you should put away your innocence and naivety, learn to be deep, and learn to be calm; When you grow up, you should also learn to bear and learn to carry it.

I felt that I was carrying too many expectations and too heavy dreams, so I tried my best to turn my confusion into a source of sweat and rain, and my hesitation into a light that illuminated the distance. Please don't say I'm becoming sophisticated, in fact, I'm maturing.

The pink childhood is certainly beautiful, but the golden future fascinates me even more, and for the sake of that beautiful fruit, I can only put away my innocence and stride on. On the road ahead, in the face of thorns, I will shed tears; In the face of ups and downs, I will hesitate. But I will approach everything with optimism.

Because there are so many dreams in my heart.

What is it like to grow up?

The feeling of growing up has the sweetness of ice cream and the sour ...... of green strawberriesIt feels good to grow up, anyway.