With the title of That Year, I Was Fifteen Years Old , what can be written in an essay?

I, ah, I wrote a little bit casually, I don't know what I'm going to write,,, I wrote until I was sad in the middle, o( o sighs.

Birds learn to fly to the sky when they grow up; After the grass sprouts, learn to live strongly; The little tree learns to live independently when it grows up. At the age of fifteen, we are maturing step by step.

I remember how ignorant I was in the past days. In the face of the kind greetings and care of my parents, I felt extremely bored. In the face of the teacher's hard teaching, he used a perfunctory attitude to deal with the mountains of homework, and he did not hesitate to throw them aside ......Whenever something doesn't go well, he gets angry at others and makes trouble unreasonably.

Just like that time, because my throat was uncomfortable, I was clamoring for my mother to buy candy to eat, but my mother disagreed. When I got home, my mother finished her housework, and her forehead was covered with beads of sweat as big as soybeans, and it was obvious that my mother was exhausted. Then he tried to coax me to take medicine, but I played a little temper and knocked over the medicine in my mother's hand.

The mother didn't say anything, just quietly squatted down and picked up the medicine ...... on the ground

Scold! I was such an ignorant kid back then! Ignoring the care and care of the people around him. Looking back on the past, I realized that I was so stupid, I missed many things, and I regret it now.

Time is like the sand in the hourglass. In the blink of an eye, I was fifteen years old. Composition.

One day, I was sitting at my desk doing my homework. Outside the window, the golden leaves swirl and dance in the air in the breeze. So graceful and delicate.

The soft sunlight is reflected through the bright glass windows to every corner of the room. In the face of this heavy and tedious homework, why am I in such a good mood? I was puzzled.

Kid, are you tired of doing your homework? When you're tired, take a break. A gentle greeting from my mother came from outside the door.

Yes, Mom! I see! I replied softly.

Then, a warm current surged into my heart, so warm, so warm.

I've never felt this way before, so why do I feel it all of a sudden? My heart was filled with doubts: in the face of my mother's nagging, there was a trace of warmth in my heart?

The boredom of the past is gone? I stumbled upon a book and opened it to read, with the following sentence written: "Less worries means that you are mature, because you have learned to face the things around you calmly."

It dawned on me. It turned out that it was maturity, and I had found that maturity. Composition.

It is mature and is the decoration which does not need the appearance. Don't overcomplicate it, as long as you learn to face life with a correct and positive attitude, you are actually mature.

Now I face every bit of life, and I will solve it rationally. I will no longer be as ignorant as before, and I will give up easily when I encounter difficulties; When you are troubled, you think that the world is bad. Not anymore!

It will never be like this again. I'm fifteen years old, and I can't be willful anymore.

The birds in the sky are flying freely, and the fallen leaves are falling in the palm of my hand. I'm more mature.

When the flowers bloom and the flowers fall, how many times can there be a brilliant flower season? This blooming flower, just like the vigorous posture; That smile and childish words are us in our youth.

Youth, two simple words, but shining with a strange light, so unpredictable, so attractive, Chu Chu has its spirituality. It's distressing yet laughable. Whether it's joy or sorrow, it's changing, whether it's good or bad, I don't know.

I was naïve sometimes, and when my dad caught a fish, I would shout excitedly, "Daddy has taken the bait!" Daddy is hooked! "I wanted to play with my brother, but he couldn't come, and my father said that he used a "land retreat" to recruit him, and I believed it.

But we can't always be naïve at this age, and I've also learned to face difficulties and setbacks. This year, I participated in a speech contest held in the city, and through my hard training, I won the first prize. I didn't have too much joy in the face of the award because I still had to go to the province for the semi-finals.

However, when I restarted, although I thought I had performed successfully, I only managed to finish "eighth". At this time, I didn't cry, but felt that participating was a victory because I learned to face everything.

At our age, when you have a pimple on your cheeks, when your voice becomes a little thicker, you should proudly claim that you have grown up. In fact, it is not only the appearance that grows up, but also the inner growth. One day, I was riding my bike to school and passing by the bustling city when a bicycle whizzed past me.

Bang! "The bike bumped into an old woman who was shopping for groceries. The man didn't stop and ran as fast as he could.

I subconsciously got out of the car, picked up my grandmother, and saw that she didn't fall and hurt herself, so I left, because I grew up and I knew what responsibility was.

I was about to say goodbye to my alma mater, and when I looked at the saplings I planted when I entered the school, I was already tall. I thought to myself: Little tree, grow quickly!

I have so much energy and hope to ride the wind and waves and create brilliance! When my wish came true, the little tree had grown into a towering tree, and I said, "I have lived up to your hopes!"

At our age, it is the red sun reflecting the glow, and the flowers are accompanied by the wind. In these golden years, will we stagnate and stage the end of "the boss is sad"? No, no, it is precisely because it is precious, so we will write our own beautiful chapter of life.

This topic is an essay on what does it mean to be 15 years old.

Kneeling and begging essay: Fifteen years old should have a dream.

15 years old, the water and moon of life; 15 years old, the representative of our age; At the age of 15, the beginning of childhood is also the end of the inscription.

I'm a lively 15-year-old girl, and I love everything about a 15-year-old.

For example, the first time you fell in love, the first time you were independent, the first time you could think that you had grown up, the first time you had a lot of firsts, and a lot of satisfaction.

But now, think about what we should do at the age of 15?

Surfing the Internet and playing games every day? No, if parents think that we are just playing games and chatting online, then you are wrong. We're too tired from studying, and you adults, have you thought about it?

You selfishly see us as hope, as everything, and educate us every day to learn well, have you ever thought about it? What we need is a happy childhood! You have put the burden on us on your own initiative, we are also human beings, and we also need your understanding!

We go online because in this illusory world, we don't feel the weight of the burden! In this world, we can be unfettered, not worrying about not having homework done, and not worrying about being reprimanded by parents.

At 15 years old, we just wanted to have a little fun, and that's it.

Give us a space of our own!

What you think is good, we don't necessarily think so!