Write a good paragraph of the fragrance all the way on the road to growth

On the road to growth, all the way fragrant.

It is as graceful as a small bridge and flowing water, and as heroic as a big river going east. Riding the wind and waves again and again, trekking through mountains and rivers, just to pick the most beautiful one when the flowers bloom.

Running in the sun, jumping on the lawn, under the blue sky, holding your head high, strolling on the way to growth, smelling the fragrance of melons and fruits on the road, tasting the bitter fruits of the world, after exhaustion again and again, finally see the dawn before dawn.

Growing, a slice of lemon soaked in milk, can't tell whether it's pure or pure. Growth, and it seems to be a hazy pie light yarn, you can see the things in the light yarn but you can't see it clearly. Memories - When I was a baby, I was lying in the cradle, biting the pacifier, bathing in the sun, opening my sleepy eyes, edifying, and 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 was walking on the road of growth, and the flowers on the side of the road were blooming, and a fragrant breath was rushing towards me

The flower of affection. Now that winter is beginning and the weather is getting colder, remember to bring more clothes, alas, or bring a padded jacket... You kid, why don't you listen to me, take more apples from home, buy fewer snacks, and eat vegetables every day, no matter how expensive it is, you have to get a portion, do you hear?

Nagging seems to be my mother's patented product, every time I come home from vacation, this is a "compulsory course" for me, although I have listened to n+1 times, but my mother still enjoys it, and every time I have to remind me again, I am afraid that I will forget.

I gently plucked this flower of affection and buried it deep in my heart, so that he could grow with me...

The flower of teacher-student love.

Examination! Examination! Since the third year of junior high school, this seems to have become commonplace, whenever I complain and have nowhere to dump, I vent in my diary, and the Chinese teacher is like a psychiatrist, every time I can prescribe the right medicine, "Don't worry, get rid of the burden, otherwise it will be too stressful... It's okay, the teacher believes in you, you will always be the best... The teacher's warm words were like a spring breeze, blowing into my heart, driving away the fog and making him shine with light.

I carefully picked this "flower of teacher-student love", held it firmly in the palm of my hand, and let him accompany me all the way.

The Flower of Friendship. Whoever has a hanger, lend me one! Xiao A asked, carrying his wet clothes. "I have! Take it yourself in the kitchen. "Thank you! Little A was overjoyed.

Now that I'm in pocket, who can afford to fund it? "I'll lend it to you, but with interest, 200%!" "What kind of person, extortion? "Just kidding, here you go, go on! ”

We eight immortals have been living under the same roof for more than 2 years, we get along well and help each other, although there are also unpleasant episodes, but he has no effect on our unbreakable friendship!

I slowly plucked this "flower of friendship" and gently placed it on my chest, letting it grow with me.

Growing, with the fragrance all the way, I am happy and growing under the moisture of these flowers...