When do people feel like they ve really grown up?

I remember a few years ago I have been asking adults like this, when will I grow up, day by day, from a yellow hair to grow into a college student, this is also a blink of an eye, the things of the hour are still vivid, as if it happened yesterday, grow up, not good, now I often say to my mother that I really want to be smaller, the pressure of life is ready to attack me before I can be independent, I can only giggle, it is not good to grow up, but also think that people are strange animals, When I was a child, I hope that I will grow up quickly but I hope that I will never grow up, facing the door of society, I can't help but be afraid, can I cope with such a society, or when I was a child, there is something to hide behind my mother, and now there is something to do, I can only solve it myself, my mother can only stand next to me and put forward opinions, and in the future, I will stand in front of my mother, and I will block it, this is the process of human growth, running from back to front, growing up is really bad, what is good about growing up, I want to grow up in the child who can understand the hardships of growing up, fall to get up by yourself, tears to swallow in the stomach, can not show their weakness to others, because it is an adult, to be a role model, injured, can not cry pain, or keep moving forward, even if the feet are worn out, the society does not allow us to stay too much, once we stay, it is backward to be abandoned, it is really bad to grow up, for the sake of life, everything is carried by yourself, tired can not say, can not fall, because there is still a person behind to protect, When I fall, it's the end of a person, and it's not good to grow up, but I still have to keep going. Because I want my future.

When your parents have a sense of dependence on you and need your care, you will feel like you have really grown up.

The years are ruthless and urge people to grow old, and time happens like an arrow.

Once when I returned home, I saw my father and mother happily pulling each other's gray hair with reading glasses, and the impact of that moment swept through my mind like a tsunami, leaving behind a sense of emotion and urgency. At that moment, I realized that I was no longer young, and since then, I have always wanted to work harder, try harder.

A while ago, I had the flu, I turned out the medicine box with a runny nose, and watched the dazzling array of medicines gradually fall silent, treating stomach pain, colds, anti-inflammatory, headaches, rhinitis, everything. At that moment, all of a sudden, I felt old.

I still remember saying goodbye to my friends in a hurry on the day of graduation, packing up my things, and coming to this strange city with huge luggage on my shoulder. It was already evening when the train arrived. I followed ** out of the station, looking at the neon flashes and traffic in the distance, a little confused, a little unfamiliar, a little apprehensive, and a little expectant.

I interviewed four or five companies, and almost all of them were rejected; I wanted to find a house close to the company, but I was deceived by an intermediary; I finally settled down, and my roommate who sang in the next room in the middle of the night broke me down.

Criticism from leaders, malice from strangers, and balancing the trivial things in life after work. One day, I was physically and mentally exhausted from bargaining with my aunt who sold vegetables, and on the way home, I suddenly began to think: time flies so fast, and I am no longer the coquettish teenager.

Now my parents consult with me when making decisions. My mother would ask for my opinion when she was thinking about my sister's studies and when there was something going on at home. I felt as if I was slowly taking over the family and felt like I had grown up.

A person who goes out to study wants to buy something he likes, learn something that interests him, but he has no money, but he is reluctant to ask his parents, so he has to work to make money by himself, and he has not much money after a summer vacation, only to find that it is difficult to make money, and it is difficult for his parents, at that moment I feel that I should grow up.

Growth comes at a price, and knowing that day I realized that our countless regrets are the price of our growth. How I wish there was a regret pill in the world, let me go back to that time, I will definitely not be willful again!