Essay on the troubles of growing up, essay on the troubles of growth

Growing pains.

Everyone has their own troubles, and everyone's troubles are different, but the same thing is that troubles always grow with us. And my annoyance is that my parents have too much love and make me like a bird in a cage, and I am bound.

Going to junior high school was like the birthplace of unfortunate troubles, and I was constantly being transported to all kinds of new products. Not to mention the mountains of homework, not to mention the piles of textbooks, just the nagging of my parents and the pressure of studying are enough for me. One day, after I finished my homework, memorized the book, and saw that I still had some time, I took out an interesting extracurricular book from my school bag, and just read a few of them, my mother suddenly came in to get something, and saw that I was reading a book that had nothing to do with study, so she said to me a little unhappily; "I'm in junior high school, I should hurry up and study, I don't have time to read extracurricular books, so I don't hurry up to read the texts and memorize the words."

I was worried about my studies and wanted to relax, and when I heard my mother's words, my temper was like gunpowder, and I was about to explode. Unconvinced, I said, "Can't I just do what I want?" Besides, I read it after I finished my homework.

Mom was visibly angry when she heard me say this: 'You're still reasonable! Am I letting you study for me?

It's for you to have a future chance, otherwise I work so hard every day for what, you don't study hard, and refute my words! All of a sudden, the room was filled with the smell of gunpowder. I pouted reluctantly and gave up!

I don't have to argue with my mother, she is the best in the world, and I don't want to listen to her chatter and chatter all night. I closed the book in resignation, and my mother walked out of the room in a disengagement. I'm just staring blankly at books and homework, can I only study?

Can't I just do something I love? I sighed helplessly.

Alas! I really want to go back to when I was a child, freedom and happiness are not growing up, but no matter what kind of troubles are inevitable, I will experience, for example, too much love from my parents, I think this should be the troubles of growing up.

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"!

OMG!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.

The exam is bad, hum, you're dead, doubles!!

You, when will you get better in the exam?I told you not to play the computer!Don't listen!

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

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

We've worked so hard to earn all the money to pay your 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 ......”

Dad, Mom, 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 days, day by day, flow like flowing water, with the flow of water, there is innocence, there is happiness.

Time is like water, and every bit is a trace of life. In the quiet process of growing up, I had to turn around and count the dust of the monsoon that had been left behind. A few years ago, a runny little furry kid walked into school with the "100,000 whys" in his brain because his mother told us that there was a place where we could find the answers.

With the guidance of spring breeze and rain and the guidance of books, the question marks in our brains are gradually replaced by exclamation marks. Time passes like a white horse, and the image of a sixth-grade student who exudes youth and vitality from his bones gradually becomes clear in the mirror. When we were young, we began our rebellious period, with a cynical attitude towards everything around us, and finally we tasted the bitterness of failure, and once fell into the pleasure of "flowers and applause" and couldn't extricate ourselves.

In the spring and autumn of several years, sometimes the wind and rain are crazy, and sometimes the sun is shining. But no matter what the situation is, there is always a voice in my heart ———forward, forward", calling me to rush non-stop. In the growth season of life, we should find our own growing troubles——— summarize lessons in failure, the so-called "failure is the mother of success"; Summing up experience in success, the so-called "to the next level".

Whether it is success or failure, we must strengthen the belief of never giving up, and draw our own life blueprint between failure and success. Come on, come on, life will inevitably experience painful struggles; Seek, seek, find a home for your heart. Let's go, let's go, people always have to learn to grow up by themselves, and they have been ecstatic, and they have been sad and heartbroken, because they are in the season of growing up.

There is a peculiar sound echoing in everyone's heart, which is richer than the form of any sound, more beautiful than the rhythm of any sound, and richer than the connotation of any sound, that is, the sound of life growth, which belongs to the season of growing pains. We once imagined life as a mysterious and illusory sea, and the most beautiful part of the deep blue and fresh sea of life is the stage of growth. In the season of growing pains, we have infinite strength ——— youth, and this power makes the vine of our life bloom the most beautiful wonder.

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.

We are growing up, but the pains of growing up are also coming. 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 the criticism of my parents, sometimes it's my self-discipline, and sometimes it's the sarcasm of my classmates.

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 son, I told myself not to let my parents ...... disappointedAs 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 only solution to this problem is to study, study, and learn again. When we were growing up, troubles came with it. But we can withstand the "onslaught" of all our troubles and learn to grow healthily in them!!

Growing up - being troubled and happy, but more surrounded by the contradictions of troubles. For a girl who is about to become a flower girl, it should be innocent and full of happiness. And yet - I was worried about a two-faced me.

At home, I have to play the role of a good girl, and only in a place where my mother is not outside is the world where I can truly show myself. I have grown up, and there is something called vitality in my bones, but the vitality that should have been suppressed by my mother is too dare not reveal it. This two-faced me confuses me, and I don't want to be a gentleman again, to be myself again; And my mother has always been proud to have a daughter like me.

However, there is an indescribable sorrow ...... in my heart

Every time before going out, my mother always has to nag: girls must sit and stand, they must not laugh loudly, and they must say hello to acquaintances when they see ......In fact, I have heard all this so well that I can almost recite it backwards, and my mother is just a "routine", repeating it. But this seems to me to be a cloak of hypocrisy over my true appearance.

Only on the outside. Without my mother's constraints, I was able to laugh loudly with my classmates, dance to my heart's content, and sing ...... as I wantedEnjoy the joy of growing up without restraints. Although passers-by on the street saw it and sighed that we teenagers were too crazy and unruly.

But that doesn't stop us, we continue to have fun.

What kind of me am I: Mom's good girl? Energetic teens?

Or a crazy girl in the eyes of passers-by? No, I am who I am, I don't have to hide myself, I am an energetic teenager. I'm no longer under the control of adults, I've grown up.

Later, no, from now on, at home, I am quiet but not rigid; On the outside, I'm energetic but not crazy. This is a two-sided me, but I love this me, this two-sided me.

The pace of growth is inseparable from troubles, I am growing, feeling growth, enjoying happiness, and enjoying troubles!