The first composition in growing up

The first composition when I was growing up 1 I have experienced many firsts, such as cutting rice for the first time, riding a pig for the first time, giving a speech for the first time ... What impressed me most was climbing a mountain for the first time.

It was a Saturday morning, the weather was fine and sunny, and clouds were floating in the blue sky. I have an appointment with my inseparable friend to climb the mountain. At the foot of the mountain, we stared at the mountain and sighed: I feel very challenging. "Hurry up and climb. After going up the mountain, I saw that my friends had not come up yet, so I shouted to them, "Friend, come up quickly. You're not afraid to come up, are you? "My friend quietly shouted to me: Don't be too happy, let's go up now!" I'm a little surprised at the speed of my friends. They will catch up with me.

I hurried to climb, climb, climb, but I was panting halfway up the mountain. At this time, I had an idea: I want to go down the mountain, and if I climb up again, I will lose. I'd better give up. Suddenly, my friend patted me on the head and pulled me back from my fantasy. She said seriously: we must not give up, we must move on.

When I reached the top of the mountain, I didn't want to climb any more. I told my friend, but my friend insisted. I will continue to climb. They encouraged me while climbing the mountain and kindly said to me: persistence is victory, persistence is victory! "So we climbed the hill.

I shouted at the blue sky: I succeeded! "

From then on, I understood a truth: don't give up anything, try your best to finish it: if we don't try, success is "zero". Only by trying can we be qualified to have success, and you can succeed as long as you persist. Believe that you can do it and have confidence in yourself.

Before my first composition 2 growing up, I always thought it was a very simple thing to deliver meals at school, and it looked quite relaxed. However, when I cook by myself, I find it is not as easy as I thought.

It's time for dinner. We came to the restaurant. I washed my hands first, then put on my apron and hat. Oh, what a little chef! I carefully put on my mask and gloves again and walked into the restaurant.

It's my turn to serve today, simple! When the classmate on the right handed me the plate, I took it with my left hand smartly, scooped up a proper amount of food with my right hand, and then handed it to the classmate on the left quickly and steadily. She is responsible for serving meals. But she always froze for a few seconds, then slowly picked up the plate, slowly scooped up the rice with a rice spoon and slowly put the plate in the dining window. I saw it, and I was anxious to help her eat.

No way, we have to unite and cooperate, so I put up with it and continue to serve seriously.

There are fewer and fewer dishes in the dish basin, so I have to bend down to fill them. Soon, my back ached. And because I have been standing in the same place without moving a step, my feet have begun to numb. But I endured it. Finally, when we hit the pot at 100, all the dishes were eaten, and we finally finished the task of cooking this meal.

Out of the dining area, I straighten up, move my legs, shake my left hand and shake my right hand. Looking up, the students are eating delicious food with relish. The pain on my body is only a few minutes less.

Sometimes, seemingly simple things are not necessarily simple to do. And this meal proves this sentence.

The first composition in growing up 3 There are many firsts in my growing up, not only for me, but also for everyone. So my task now is to interview my mother.

This morning, when my mother was still sleeping, I went into his room. Seeing that she was still sleeping, I threw myself into her arms with glee. "ah!" It seems that I gave her a fright.

When she regained her composure, I began an interview: "Which one impressed you the most for the first time since I was a child?"

She thought for a moment: "I remember it was the first time you took a bath by yourself." On that day, you went out to play with your classmates, and after swimming at the seaside, you were ready to take a bath. You were particularly afraid of taking a bath, afraid that water would flow into your body or something. But when you see your classmates learn to take a shower, you start taking a shower. "

I have a little impression after listening to it. Without thinking, I continued to interview my mother: "What do you want to say to me now?"

It seems that my mother is very honest: "Of course I hope you can be independent. If you go abroad without your mother, you must take care of yourself. " I was deeply moved after hearing this. My mother, who is usually so angry, still cares about me.

"But," said the father lying beside him. "Don't be too independent. I remember a man whose parents asked him to go abroad too early. After graduating from college, he got married. After returning home, my parents knew what was going on and wanted to have a wedding. The result was rejected by my son:' What's it to you if I get married?' Parents are very sad. After all, blood is thicker than water. It's like losing a son He said,' What's the use of having this son? "

After listening to my father, I feel sorry for that father, too. Will I become such a person in the future? Ask the sun.

In our growing stage, everyone has his first time, such as sweeping the floor for the first time, cooking for the first time, cooking for the first time, lying for the first time, for the first time ... There are many firsts, and I have many firsts, so let me introduce my first time ~

Give up your seat for the first time

Every day when I get a ride home, people of all ages are rushing home. That day was the day when I did good deeds, and I will never forget it. "The bus is coming, the bus is coming ~ ~" At the station, people got on the bus in a hurry, and I found a seat after getting on the bus. When I arrived at the second station, an old woman came. The bus was so crowded that no one looked at her. All the seats were full, so the old woman had to stand there. "Mother-in-law, come, I'll sit for you." I gave up my seat to this strange old woman. At that time, my face was covered with sweat and cold sweat. So many people see an old woman not giving up her seat. I thought about myself and gave my seat to her. The old woman smiled. Although she didn't say anything to me, my heart was full of joy!

The first fried rice

That morning, my parents were on a business trip and no one cooked for me. I saw a note left by my mother on the table, which said, "You can fry rice yourself ~ ~". After reading this note, I am very happy, because it is time to test me, and I want to fry rice myself! That day, I called my aunt next door and she promised to teach me. First, pour the oil into the pot, bring the oil to a boil, and then pour the rice. At first, stir fry, stir fry I think it's quite fun. The more fried, the more energetic. After a while, when the rice is cooked, add some ingredients. Hey, it's finally done ~ "It smells good ~

The first composition growing up is 5 12 1. On this crisp autumn day, with the bright sunshine, our school ushered in the first sports meeting in history. I came to school early in the morning, and the sports meeting 15 started at 8: 00. The students lined up neatly and came to the playground. The slogan of our class is: Class Four (1) strives for the first place! We shouted loudly and the passionate voice echoed on the playground.

The competition is fierce, and the playground is already crowded with people. We pushed our way through the crowd and began to prepare for our respective games. There are many competitions! There are: throwing softball, skipping rope, 200-meter running and so on. I took part in the jump rope project. When it was my turn to compete, I was even more nervous, for fear of disappointing everyone, and my palms were sweaty. When the cheers of my classmates rang in my ears, my tension was suddenly reduced by half. The game started. As soon as the referee blew the whistle, we started to jump rope quickly, just like colorful dragons flying. The sound of the rope falling to the ground alarmed the dust on the ground. Soon, the game was over. Although we didn't get good grades, our hard work and hard work spirit won the applause of our classmates.

The playground was crowded with people, and the shouts and applause rose higher and higher, which was deafening. The atmosphere was warm and tense, and the game was still going on one venue after another. The next race is the 200-meter race. In our class, Li Zixuan and Zeng Yuejia took part in this activity, only to see them shaking a few times on the runway, waiting for the game to start. At the whistle, they spread their legs and ran on the runway, as if a gust of wind blew past their ears. Like an arrow, they quickly shot to the finish line. At the last moment, when I saw them sprinting, they tried their best to make a "tiger pouncing on food" action, jumped up and crossed the finish line and won the first place. The audience cheered and the students swarmed. ...

The sports meeting is over. In the competition, we will not be arrogant or discouraged. Through today's activities, let us know that there are successes and failures in the competition. Friendship comes first, and competition comes second. To gain friendship is to gain the true meaning of the competition.

The first composition in Growth 6 is an extraordinary experience on the road of growth, whether it is success or failure. As long as you are willing to get up and pay, there will be good results.

I remember that it was a holiday night, and I was pampered at home, and I made an all-vegetable gourd scrambled egg for the first time. "Ah" I took a deep breath, rolled up my sleeves and prepared to start work. My chef's father is a conductor.

First, I wash the gourd and peel it. Just as I was carefully cutting the gourd, my father took the knife from me and told me how to cut it quickly: "When cutting something, my finger is half bent against the knife surface, and it cuts quickly and evenly." At your speed, you can't. "I nodded and cut according to the method. Sure enough, it's much faster, and you don't have to worry about cutting your fingers. Then, I break the eggs, add seasoning and put a little oil in the pot. Everything is ready. "Dad, should we put the gourd or the eggs first? "I am embarrassed to ask." Put the eggs first, and then put the gourd when it is almost half cooked. "Dad said professionally," oh. "I inexplicably picked up the bowl and was about to pour it into the oil pan. I'm afraid again: I used to watch them burn, and hot oil splashed with water. Is it okay? Dad saw some signs and urged me, "hurry up." I picked up the bowl with trepidation, closed my eyes and quickly poured the eggs into the pot. I didn't expect the egg to "swell" and bubble. I'm relieved. This is a false alarm. I quickly smashed the egg with a shovel and stirred it. "It is good to put the gourd. "I picked up the bowl filled with gourd slices, poured it into the pot and turned it over. ...

Soon, under the guidance of my father, a bowl of delicious gourd scrambled eggs came out of the pot, with a little golden eggs embedded in light green. The family tasted it, although it was a little weak, but they were still happy. This is a good result after getting up and giving, although there will be hesitation and lack of experience on the way ... but the fruit of final success is always the sweetest.

The first composition in growth 7 There are many "firsts" in growth. "First time" is such a tempting word! Our first time was so innocent! How unforgettable!

My mother always tells me a story, which happened on the sidewalk in front of my house-

The sidewalk on the roadside is higher than the road. The little girl is less than one year old and has just learned to walk. ...

The little girl has two thin legs. Although they are cute, they don't listen to her and are trembling.

The little girl wanted to get on the sidewalk, so she went to the steps. Her desire to go up the steps is getting stronger and stronger, and she is full of confidence.

Look, one of her little feet has crossed the steps, and the other foot "jumped" and was about to succeed, but she tripped and lost her foot. The little girl fell to the ground and hurt her knee. Tears swirled in her eyes, but the little girl was strong and determined to try again.

The little girl stepped on her foot and seemed to hesitate. She just stood there for a while. She put her other foot on it. Not good! She failed again, and the little girl couldn't help crying in pain. Her confidence just now was forcefully shattered.

A white-haired grandmother can't stand it any longer. She came over on crutches and said to the little girl's mother, "Is the child still young? This ... this is just a toddler. Please help her. "

The little girl's mother smiled at her grandmother, but she didn't mean to help her yet. Instead, she leaned over the little girl's ear and whispered, "Come on, mom believes you. Well, go ahead. " The little girl's mother touched her head to comfort her.

The little girl wiped her tears and stared stubbornly ahead. She put a foot on it, but after thinking about it, she took it back. She saved up her strength and succeeded! She really succeeded! She hit herself!

The little girl smiled happily with pride on her face, and her mother was proud of it. She said affectionately, "Baby, what a great climber!" " "

I didn't know until later that the little girl was me.

Although I fell very dirty and had many scars on my body, as long as I think of it, I will think of it. This is my first "climb", and this "climb" makes me unforgettable. ...

When you grow up, you will think of it when you encounter difficulties, setbacks and hardships. Every time I think about it, there is always a powerful force in my heart to keep me going. ...

With the passage of time, we gradually grew up. In the process of growing up, there are also many "firsts".

I remember when I was eight years old, I was going to Hefei to take part in Taekwondo competition. It was the first time in my life that I went out alone, and my heart was both excited and uneasy. 10 1 in the morning, I got on the bus, and my mother reluctantly said goodbye to me, but I was full of joy: this must be a special and wonderful journey!

After arriving in Hefei, we checked into the hotel, and everything was so novel. I looked at this and touched that, but I found that I didn't seem to know anything. I can't boil water, I can't wash my hair, I can't braid my hair ... Although my mother gave me intensive training before I came, I still feel puzzled. Fortunately, with the help of the coach and classmates, all the difficulties have been solved.

In those days, we got up at 5 o'clock to run and exercise, and then went to the gym to compete. It's really hard and fulfilling to go back to the hotel at night and watch and do homework!

Looking back on my life in those days, I have never been able to take care of myself to stand on my own feet. This is a qualitative leap! The first time I went out alone, I found the lack of self-care ability. With the help of my coach and classmates, I have grown a lot. I am deeply touched: I have really grown up!

The first composition in growing up 9 I have experienced many firsts. With the passage of time, they have long been blurred in my mind, just like a grain of sand in the sea, which can never come back. Only the first time, I still remember it clearly.

That time, the teacher assigned us a special task-cooking for our parents. This makes me want to break my head, because I have never been in the kitchen! I have no choice but to learn from my grandmother.

I picked up a potato, washed it, peeled it, carefully picked up a fruit knife (because the kitchen knife was afraid of hurting my hand), and slowly and gently shredded the potato. I picked up the potato in one hand and the fruit knife in the other, cutting it piece by piece. I found that some potatoes were cut very thin and some were cut very thick. What should I do? I put the potatoes flat and cut them slowly with a fruit knife. Accidentally, the potato chips ran away like feet. Alas! It turns out that cutting vegetables is so difficult.

When I was ready, I fired, shook my hand and poured half a bottle of oil. I thought to myself, shouldn't cooking become cooking? Without saying anything, I grabbed a handful of vegetables and threw them into the pot, only to hear them crash, ah! The oil overflowed. I picked up the lid as a "shield" and it crackled again. Ah! How did the oil spill on me! It burned me to death! I threw the lid of the pot on the ground in a conditioned way. Shit! I haven't added any seasoning yet. I quickly grabbed the salt on the table and poured more than half. Ahem, where did you get such a big cigarette? I just realized now that I didn't even turn on the range hood. When I turned on the range hood, I found that the food was burnt, which was not good. I must find the plate as soon as possible. When I found the plate in a hurry, the food had turned to carbon.

When I put the work in front of my mother, her mother looked at me and the same food in distress and dared not taste it. I picked up chopsticks angrily and said, "This is the result of my labor. Don't eat me. " After I tasted it, Feifei ran into the toilet and spit out all my "labor achievements" and said, "What is this, bitter, astringent and salty!" All right! Mom is still laughing.

Although I failed this time, I believe it is better every time!

10 at night, when I was eating fruit, I overheard the tap dripping. I got up and looked, and found that the faucet in the laundry pool was not turned off, and there were dirty clothes soaked in it. Seeing that my mother is busy with other things, I think: My mother is so hard that I can't finish housework every day. Why don't I wash these clothes? With this in mind, I rolled up my sleeves and started washing clothes.

Thinking about my mother's usual way of washing clothes: put the washboard in the middle of the pool, then put the clothes on it, pour some clothes and brush them back and forth with a brush. There are some places that are difficult to wash. I just rub them by hand, so I wash them one by one. After a while, the clothes were all washed, and then I cleaned the residual washing powder on the clothes with clear water, and finally the clothes were washed.

When hanging clothes, my mother was going to wash them, but found that all the clothes in the pool were gone, so she asked, "Where are the clothes in the pool?" I replied loudly: "Mom, I am hanging clothes!" " "My mother heard what I said and immediately ran to the balcony and saw my washing in my hand. She smiled with relief, so we hung our clothes together.

This is my first experience of washing clothes, and it feels good.

The first composition when I was growing up was 1 1. In the afternoon, I was idle at home. Somehow, I suddenly thought of what the teacher said. Every student must wear school uniform to school next Monday. Thinking of this, I quickly found the school uniform. Is this still the original pure white school uniform? It's too dirty to see the original color and can't be worn to school! But what should I do if my parents are not at home? Looks like we have to do it ourselves.

I found a basin, put warm water and washing powder in it, stirred it, and put the clothes in it for five minutes. Then, I picked up the brush and brushed it back and forth on my clothes. Some small stains were taken away by the brush, and some stains were tenacious and insisted on sticking to the clothes, so I poured some washing powder on the clothes. This time I rubbed it hard with my hand and the stain was completely gone. Then, I poured out the dirty water and replaced it with a basin of clear water. I rubbed my clothes in it a few times and changed the water back and forth two or three times. Finally, my clothes are clean.

I wrung out my clothes and hung them on a bamboo pole. I am really happy to see them return to their original pure white. I had a good time washing clothes for the first time.

The first composition when I was growing up 12 I am only in the second grade of primary school this year. One afternoon after school, I came home as usual. When I walked to the door, my father asked me to buy a bottle of drink. I was very excited and happy at that time, because there was going to be a drink soon.

When I walked to the front of the supermarket, I suddenly felt very uneasy and happy, and I didn't know where I had gone. I stayed at the door for a while, but I was afraid to take that step. When my aunt saw me, she seemed to know everything and said, "What do you want, little friend?" "Drink" I said. "Then come in and look for it," said Aunt. After I went in, I started looking for a drink, looking and looking, and finally found a drink. I asked my assistant aunt how much the drink was, and she said, "This drink is19.8 yuan." I said, "I only have twenty dollars on me. You should give me twenty cents, right? " . Aunt said, "Yes, it's lovely. I can help my parents buy things at such a young age. " I am very happy. In fact, shopping is very simple and not so "scary".

I ran home quickly with the drink I bought and told my parents what happened. My parents even praised me for growing up.

The first composition growing up 13 Everyone has many firsts in his life, such as sleeping alone for the first time, taking a bath by himself for the first time, getting 100% in the first exam ... and the first time I was most impressed was buying a train ticket online and going back to my hometown.

That day I asked my father when to go to the railway station to buy a train ticket and go back to my hometown. Father said that this time we booked tickets online, and there was a long queue at the train station to buy tickets. I have long wanted to try booking tickets online, so I said to my father, "Dad, you can book your own ticket this time, okay?" Dad said, "Of course."

From the beginning, I turned on the computer and watched the detailed steps of my father's booking. Soon, my father ordered them. It's my turn I first log in 12306 with my father's account, and then search the trains from Shanghai to Wuhan. Of course, I chose my father's train. Then enter the ID number, then submit and enter the verification code.

Five minutes later, I got my train ticket. I turned to ask my father if he had any questions. My father smiled and said, I am so smart that there is no problem at all.

The first composition in growth 14 There should be many firsts in growth! Going to school for the first time, cooking for the first time, learning to swim for the first time ... In these growing up, I had laughter and tears for the first time, and I was no exception. The first time I learned to swim, I was impressed!

This summer, I went to Hanzhong to attend the summer swimming training course offered by Hanzhong Institute of Technology.

The first day is a sunny day! Because it is the first day, I want to leave a good impression in the teacher's mind.

"Hello, classmate!" The coach shouted in a serious voice, "From today on, I am your coach!" " "Say that finish, everyone looked at each other and looked at the coach. They can't help talking in private. "The coach is so dark! ""The coach is amazing! "..." Quiet! Attention! At ease! My surname is Wang, and everyone can call me Wang. " The coach shouted again. The discussion also died down.

Because we are beginners, we should be familiar with water and practice "grasping the water line"! To call it a "waterline" is actually to make your body lighter and float in the water. Because I want to hold my breath in the submerged water, I must drink a few mouthfuls of water!

After practicing for more than an hour, the coach asked us to go ashore to practice "pedaling and floating".

Grab the fence with both hands and lean your legs forward. And put your stomach in the sun by the burning swimming pool! After practicing for a while, I felt that my chest was on fire, and my stomach was on the shore. I'm having a "belly fight" with me at the moment, and I feel cooked. I only heard the coach's reprimand: "Get down! You! Come out and do what! Hey! " As a result, the first day ended with a roast climb.

The next day, my back took off a layer of skin, which made me cry and cry, and I wouldn't go anyway! Helpless mother cheered me on, encouraged me and bought me sunscreen. I reluctantly agreed.

The first three days were the same. Like devil training. I am in the mood to go every day, but I can't resist my mother's insistence. Next, I feel more comfortable. After practicing the basic skills, you can practice paddling in the water, which is naturally light and cool.

After ten days of short-term training, my swimming level has been greatly improved. I not only learned the basic swimming, but also learned the basic posture of breaststroke! Yes! There is a first time for everything. Although I suffered a little when I learned to swim for the first time, I know that there will be sweat if I work hard, and there will be gains if I sweat!

The first composition in growth 15 There are many "firsts" in the process of our growth, such as learning to walk for the first time, cooking for the first time, earning money for the first time, washing clothes for the first time ... Many of these firsts may be fresh in our memory, and some may have been forgotten by us.

In my life, there is also such an unforgettable "first time", that is, going to school for the first time.

I remember it was a golden autumn. The night before school, I was so excited that I almost didn't sleep all night. After dinner, I started rummaging in the closet, and finally found the beautiful skirt I liked, and also found the cartoon schoolbag my mother bought me. I can't wait to put on my skirt, put on my schoolbag, and walk around the bed barefoot ... singing the school song while walking, and constantly calling my parents to be my audience.

The next morning, I got up early, put on new clothes, and specially asked my mother to comb a beautiful croissant braid for me. So I jumped into my little schoolbag and set off with my mother.

On the way to school, my mother said to herself, "Why didn't I see any children?" When I arrived at the school, I saw a father and son waiting for the school to open. The original school gate is still locked! Mom and uncle talked a few words, and soon another parent came with their children, so the three families waited for the school to open together. I waited and shouted, "Open the door!" When was it opened? "As a result, we didn't see the door open until half past eight. At this time, a parent said, we may have the wrong date. Our children don't believe it. As a result, we waited for 15 minutes and no one answered the door. I was disappointed and was taken home by my mother. As I walked, I blamed my mother: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault. I wore a beautiful skirt for nothing. "

Now whenever I think about it, I can't help laughing.

The first composition in growing up In the years of 16, we grew up quietly, and we constantly changed in the process of growing up. After countless hardships and tears, we succeeded and got the truth. Without the first attempt in life, there is no courage later.

Everything comes from the first "understanding".

I started learning the piano at the age of four and had many opportunities to perform on stage.

That day, I walked into the piano center, and there was a huge poster behind the door, printed with several big words "Piano Center Cultural Performance" and a line of small words "Waiting for you to sign up!" I didn't care, and walked into the classroom. The teacher saw me and said, "I have signed you up for the art exhibition in three weeks." I just opened my mouth and my eyes were full of disappointment. What program? It will appear on the stage. How many people will see you? Even a small mistake will lead to laughter, right? I stammered, "Teacher, I ... I ... can choose not to ... attend?" The teacher picked a beautiful eyebrow: "What's there to be afraid of?"? Show your talents to others. " Even though I was reluctant, the teacher pretended not to hear, so I had to accept it helplessly.

The song I played was Childhood Memories, which was melodious and lyrical, but it was a bit difficult for me at that time and I didn't have any stage experience. I was tortured for two weeks and practiced every day until I got familiar with it. The day before I went on stage, the teacher came over and patted me on the shoulder: "Nothing. I have been on the stage once, and I am not afraid in the future. "

My blood is frozen, my limbs seem stiff, my mind is blank, my body is trembling involuntarily, and I am frozen here. In the dim night, the colorful lights in the performance hall are shining. My mind is confused and I can't remember my familiar piano scores. Countless horrible scenes flashed through my mind: the bullet got stuck, everyone was laughing, and my parents were sarcastic. ...

I suddenly want to leave this stage secretly, my heart is pounding, and I run away and hide. Then the teacher came over and patted me on the shoulder again, dragging me back from my panic. I immediately became anxious. "What to do, what to do, I don't remember anything." The teacher looked at my pale face and suddenly smiled as brightly as a flower. "If you don't even have this courage, how can you face the future?" Take a deep breath and calm down. "I was surprised:" The future? Grow up? Work hard? But ... I'm afraid I can't play well ... ","Don't give up until you burn hard! " The teacher looked at me with firm eyes. I pursed my lips and nodded heavily. Don't run away, don't give up, don't back down. That's a sign of cowardice. In order to grow, we should try everything bravely.

One step, two steps, three steps, I stepped onto the stage, my eyes were firm, I sat on the piano stool, melodious melody sounded, my hands moved quickly on the keys, and my feet were pedaling, as if there was nothing in the world except the sound of the piano.

This performance on the stage allowed me to overcome my psychological obstacles in full view. Growth lies in trying hard. In constant attempts, we bravely face challenges and overcome ourselves. Every growth in life also comes from every "understanding".