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I'm a year older.
Spring, the beginning of the year. You may notice that there are sprouts in the soil, they have just broken through the soil, receiving the sun, rain and dew, it is constantly spreading branches and leaves, their direction, probably the sky, it looks at the sky, wants to grow.
At the same time, we are also growing, and after continuous training, we will have a metamorphosis. In a year's time, we no longer have the childishness of the past; In a year's time, we no longer have ignorant frivolity; In a year's time, we began to know how to catch up. And how many years of life are there, and how many 365 days can be wasted.
As Shakespeare said: "Spring does not leave any light for itself, don't blame the east wind for evil." "In the past year, how much youth has been harvested, probably only I know, how to make up for the past, can I go back in time?
Or find a myriad of reasons to cover it up? It must be remembered that the past is only a warning sign of hard work, not a memory that will be remembered forever. What's the point of dwelling on the past and not paying attention to the present?
In the new year, I am no longer a first-year junior high school student, so I began to think about what I focused on in the past year.
Is it learning? So why always linger in the same place? On the road of life, coming and returning, you will blame yourself:
Not working hard enough, not focusing enough. Am I really growing? Looking around, people spend a lot of money and time to pursue some vulgar and material things, and they only know how to enjoy them.
But they ignore the most important point, their connotation needs more perfection and perseverance, their lives are unchanged, and in the end they do nothing and have a beautiful appearance. Reflecting on myself, I did not firmly grasp the time, and I also tried to make up for the loopholes in knowledge, but I found that my laziness prevailed, it was condescending, and I myself was defeated, summing up the past year, and making myself feel unconvinced. If you want to overcome it, tell yourself that setbacks are inevitable, but it is useless to blame others, the key is still in yourself.
There is no perfection in life, but we can be perfect.
People who are better than themselves abound, I think, the object we really compare is ourselves, there are countless times of progress in life, don't worry about your own shortcomings, everyone is one step at a time, a little slower, a little faster, and strive to move forward, as long as there is pay, there must be a return.
And now, I'm a year older, which means it's time for me to take a new step and go on that long road.
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Key points:
1. Me.
What went through.
2. My feelings and thoughts.
3. What I learned.
Body:
In the blink of an eye, the military training is about to end, some are happy, some are unforgettable, some are reluctant, and some are regretful. In these six days, my ** has changed from white to black, my back has changed from a bow to a straight one, and my heart has gradually changed from a little hairy child to a big boy.
When I first started military training, I still had some hatred for the instructors, why did we stand under the sun for so long? Why yelling at us? Why are we so tired from training?
Why ......But after these few days of military training, I gradually have some different feelings for the instructors. The instructor could have let us go, but he was standing in the sun like us, and he had to correct our movements constantly, and his own voice became hoarse and ......From hating the instructor at the beginning, to seeing what he did for us, I was full of gratitude and reluctance to the instructor.
When I started training, I was still quite white, but after a few days, my neck, legs, and arms were already dark, and my collarbone was sunburned. Still, I had to stand in a military posture, and I was asked not to move, and there was a sting pain in my eyes from sweat, and my waist and legs ached. Slowly, I went from standing for a few minutes at the beginning to standing for dozens of minutes now.
Military training has really changed me a lot.
Six days of military training also made me understand a word - "perseverance". It is to use one's own heart to change one's physical discomfort and overcome one's previous self, which is "perseverance".
At this time, it was the end of the song, and everyone was scattered. But this song has given me too much, let me get spiritual growth, for this song, there is reluctance and depth, but more, it is happiness and gratitude.
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Inadvertently, I saw the ** photo I took when I was one year old: I was playing with a stinky sock when I was childish, and the red dot in the middle of my head was ridiculous; After reading it, I looked in the mirror again, and then I saw that I was now a tall, lively little girl. I found myself growing up.
When it comes to growing up, it is not only physical growth, but also quality and spiritual achievement.
I remember it was a hot noon day during the summer vacation in fourth grade, and I was sitting on the bus, preparing to go to electronic piano lessons. Because it was so hot, I gradually squinted my eyes and fell asleep in my chair. I don't know how long it took me to wake up with a cry.
It's annoying! Who is it? I turned around to the cry, and saw an aunt holding a little brother, and the little brother was crying, her face crying like a red apple, and her tears were like a turned on faucet.
He shouted, "No, I'm going to sit down......."Woo......No, ......Auntie persuaded her with good words, but he still went his own way. When the conductor's aunt saw this scene, she asked loudly:
Who gave a seat to this comrade with a child? In the originally noisy carriage, it was quiet all of a sudden, and no one got up to give up their seats, and they all looked as if nothing happened.
I thought: I'm a Young Pioneer! Let's do it?
But the road is still long, such a hot day, I have to let go, what should I do? My head was straight to fighting. Suddenly, I saw the red scarf on my chest, and I saw my little brother's red face crying, and my aunt's helpless look, I stood up and said:
Auntie, come and sit here, I'm about to get off the bus. "No, it's still ......Before Auntie finished speaking, the little brother had already broken free from Auntie's hand and sat in my place. The aunt hurriedly said to the little brother
Quick, don't thank you yet? The little brother looked at me and playfully said, "Thank you, big sister!?"
He said the word "big" very loudly. Everyone in the car gave me approving looks. Suddenly, I realized that I had grown up, that mine had indeed grown up.
A cool wind blew, and my mood was extremely comfortable, so good, someone actually called me big sister! My heart is sweeter than honey.
When I got home, I told my mom about it, and she happily said, "My baby has finally grown up!" "I understood what my mother meant, I really understood, I grew up! It's good to grow up!
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At that moment, I grew up.
The teacher said that growth is a lifelong process, and growing up is the epiphany of life in a specific situation. In me, when I read the mood that looms behind those words, I feel like I've grown up. The process of growth is like a tree, which probes in the soil in spring, grows in wind and rain in summer, matures in the golden wind in autumn, and sharpens in cold in winter.
Spring goes to autumn, and in the long river of years, a seedling can wash away the immaturity of the emerald green, and eventually grow into a towering tree. So do I. I can even feel the jointing of the bones in my body, I can even feel the sound of blood flowing, I can even feel the sound of vision opening and exploding.
I grew up. Indeed, I grew up! Although I have fewer and fewer words with my mother, I understand the hardships and greatness of maternal love; Although I am getting more and more tired of piling up homework, I can understand the teacher's selflessness and dedication from the bright red "", and although I am less playful with my younger brothers, sisters, and classmates, I can see the sincerity and caring ...... from their eyes
Indeed, I grew up! I gradually understood my parents' good intentions for me, and even blamed myself for my previous willfulness. Gradually, I learned to think.
I know that I can handle my own affairs and no longer rely on my parents. You have to explore and walk your own way, and no one else can replace it.
Indeed, I grew up! I learned to be tolerant. Hugo once said:
The most expansive in the world is the ocean, wider than the ocean is the sky, and wider than the sky is the human heart. "I learned to be tolerant of others, and I learned to be tolerant of myself. I don't keep arguing with my table mates over trivial things, and I don't keep hanging out because I got it wrong.
I have a heart as big as the ocean.
Indeed, I grew up! In the past, whether I was sad or happy, I always kept talking; Now I know how to control my emotions. Joy is colorful, anger is silent, fear of emotional contagion, fear of parents worrying.
Sometimes I would sit quietly on my desk and ponder – happy or ......sad
Indeed, I grew up! I became a sentimental girl. Do you have to lose so much when you grow up?
This question has puzzled me from time to time, but now I finally understand that the brain has limited memory, and only by removing old memories can we store more advanced information. I'm just getting into the journey of my life, and a bright future beckons to me. I want to leave all my worries behind, look for innocence and purity, and pursue light and hope......
Friends, let's grow up together!
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I bid farewell to the kindergarten full of childlike fun and stepped into the elementary school full of hope. Although the courses have been added a lot, and the burden of homework has become a little heavier, I often reflect: "Have I really grown up?" ”
I grew up, said goodbye to childishness, and went to maturity. My perspective has changed, becoming more objective and comprehensive; I often reflect, I often try, and try to rely on my own strength to figure out the principle of something.
candoit!"I would take care of my life alone when my parents were away, and I would help with housework when my parents were busy, and chat with my parents to relieve their boredom. I will use my ability to create a better day!
I grew up, said goodbye to pride, and learned to be humble. I remember when I was in elementary school, I unexpectedly did well in an exam, I was very complacent and proud, but in another unit exam, I missed the front and "carelessly failed Jingzhou". My mother used to say that I was proud, but I couldn't change it.
However, in the mid-term exam this semester, I took grade 11, and I was no longer proud, but humbly accepted the opinions of others, studied harder, and finally achieved the first grade in the final exam. I tasted the "sweetness" of modesty.
I grew up, said goodbye to laziness and moved towards hard work. I often slept lazily in elementary school, but I was "miserable" when I entered junior high school, and I got to school at 7:25 in the morning.
At first, I complained every day: I had to write my homework so late at night, I had to get up early in the morning, and what was even more painful was that I had to go to class on Saturday and take the Olympiad on Sunday. But then I realized that getting up early every day is not a bad thing, it exercises our will.
I started to stop complaining. I have to say, I was diligent.
Perhaps, this is called growth, and the journey of growth is a ...... of one by one
If innocence is flawless beauty, then growing up is even more beautiful. I learned to enjoy it, sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy, which also haunted me as I grew up.
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At twelve, I grew up. From the moment our little feet step into the junior high school campus, it already means that the seed is about to sprout. In this golden autumn season, putting aside the bitterness before growing up, we are already junior adults.
Becoming adults has always been unattainable for us before. After the joy of being adults, we feel so lost. The unfamiliar campus and the many courses make us so annoyed.
When I think back to the moment I first entered junior high school, I was so excited, so happy, and full of curiosity about the new campus. Running around, stopping, looking around, so joyful. But freshness can't last long, and after the passage of time, every scene and thing on campus will also make you remember it by heart.
But after all, we have to spend three years on this campus. I know that we should take the initiative to get to know and communicate with our teachers and classmates, and we will be together for three years. Even if it is a little precious memory, it will be recalled in old age, and it will be more comforting and touching.
I still clearly remember that I was excited that day, sitting in my seat, so unscrupulous. Stretched out my fiery hand and patted the classmate in the seat in front of me, and said to him with a smile: "Hello, my name is Hou Xiaoyue, I hope we can become good friends."
By the way, what's your name? He didn't look back, he didn't even look at me. I was a little embarrassed, and I thought to myself
He didn't hear it. I held out my hand, "Hello, what's your name?" ”
He didn't move, so I leaned my head over to see if he was asleep and why he didn't move. Suddenly! He turned his head and stared at me with a look of indifference, even with a bit of sharpness in his eyes.
My eyes widened, what a terrible face! I calmed myself down as quickly as I could, took a few deep breaths, and swallowed hard, "Uh...I just wanted to ask what is your name? I want to strengthen the relationship between my classmates and hope that we can build friendships between us.
His eyes narrowed, and he said contemptuously: "There is still friendship in middle school now? Hum!
He said impatiently, "Don't bother me, stupid! With that, he immediately turned his head back again.
It seems that my enthusiasm is superfluous. The chill of the autumn wind is reserved for the isolated!
The world is indeed colorful, but we in middle school want to use the color of expressions to render the surface highlights of our black and white lives!
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