Composition my troubles junior high school composition (dare not speak in class)

It's already 20 10 in February, and I will be 18 years old in ten days. I am very happy to think of this. So, I immediately told my mother everything I thought. At this time, my mother's words shocked me like a stone: "Feifei, you are almost 18 years old." How many things will you do? " Why does this sentence "shock" me? Because this sentence is related to daily life, I know that I am about 12 years old now, and I can do much less than my parents who were 12 years old before. With this in mind, I went to ask my mother what she could do when she was 12. Mom's words surprised me! Mother said: Because my mother was born in the countryside at that time, the conditions were relatively difficult, so 12 years old had learned to wash clothes and cook by herself, and she had to pull weeds to feed pigs every day. It turns out that I still have some distance from my former parents! But why is this? It turns out that because the parents of children don't let him (her) do anything now, as long as he (she) studies hard, but in the past, because of the difficult living conditions, he (she) had to learn to do everything, so the gap is big. It was only here that I woke up from a rude awakening: it turned out that I could not even compare with my parents. As soon as the new school year comes, I will be one year older. The day before school starts, it's my birthday. In the morning, I climbed into my parents' bed in a daze. Sure enough, when I heard my parents' kind "Happy Birthday" wishes, my left face was kissed by saliva on my right face. Then my parents went to work, leaving me to sleep in for the last time this summer vacation. At noon, it rained heavily and our family had lunch. Mom and dad took me to have my hair cut. The bangs almost covered my eyes. It's just right to cut them now. My mother also asked my aunt to make me a beautiful hairstyle and received a Tigger and a birthday cake as gifts. To commemorate my seven years old, my parents are going to let me take a photo in the photo studio. I picked out a short skirt with black spots on a white background, which looked very energetic and lively. But that's all. Laugh unnatural every time. Finally, the photographer said to my mother, stop laughing and be good. Hehe, mainly because of inexperience. The happiest thing is that my mother invited Zhou's sister to barbecue with me in the evening, which made me very happy. Zeng Heng was so kind that he remembered my birthday and carefully selected a birthday present for me, which made me both moved and happy. The barbecue in the evening. Besides, I received so many birthday presents from my birth mother, grandmother, aunt and uncle. It's so happy to get so much attention. I grew up in a hurry, like a blink of an eye. Suddenly, I have changed from a babbling baby to a middle school student, and my childhood left me without waiting for me to savor it. Childhood kites, with the motivation of happiness and trouble, fly farther and farther in the sky, and the spools in their hands are out of control. On the vast and blue stage, kites look down on the earth and gradually drift away ... with childhood kites in their hands, childhood is lost in the ocean of time. Looking up at the blue sky, I always feel that growing up is far away, always longing for the feeling of growing up and always longing for an independent life. One morning in winter, I sat on the bus and looked out through the window, only to find that the cold on the glass blurred my vision ... I reached out and erased a landscape with the temperature of my palm ... It turned out that the world was so beautiful, only from this small mouth, I found that the world was so magical, and every corner and every cluster of scenery was combining it. I suddenly found myself observing the world so carefully. Maybe I've really grown up, with more beautiful fantasies, more unwarranted melancholy, more pains that fill my heart, and more troubles that bother me. I grew up because I found that I knew how to hate. In learning, I hate myself, I hate that I didn't make a good choice, I hate that I didn't study hard, so I regret it in front of my grades. I feel very sad and want to give up and escape. Maybe I'm really at the end of my rope, and no one can give me a bright future. I'm sad whether I didn't work hard or I'm doomed not to laugh in front of the scores like them. I saw them smiling in loneliness ... all traces were printed on the music along the way. It's embarrassing that I look down on myself. In this way, I never felt the joy of success, never felt happy, and felt that everything was confused until my smile solidified. However, I no longer lament that the world is unfair, because I know it is useless. Besides, many things, many people, appear in your life, maybe that is happiness. When I grow up, I find that the so-called "maturity" is to slowly polish all my edges and corners, gradually adapt to the cruel society, and gradually become unlike myself, sleek, sophisticated and withdrawn. Independence \ longing to be lonely and helpless ... I am very painful and helpless, but all this will pass. What do I hate? Perhaps in the end, everything turned into a sad tear, a thick and exquisite commemorative album. Commemorate our dusty past and record painful and happy memories. Yes, the process of growing up is not as easy and happy as I thought. It has twists and turns, worries and sorrows, ups and downs, ups and downs ... so life is colorful and different. Just as I can't smile forever and live happily forever, life will not lose its meaning. Happiness is rare, but it is the most unforgettable. I should think: at least I can see the beautiful corner of the world from that window. At least I have laughed like others, at least I have been working hard, at least I have not given up on myself … I will not be a naive self, I will not let my life lose its luster … Although I can't stop worrying, I will be happy for happiness. I really grew up! 1. I bid farewell to the primary school full of childlike interest and entered the middle school full of hope. Although the courses have been added a lot and the workload of homework has increased a little, I still often reflect: "Have I really grown up?" I grew up, bid farewell to naivety and move towards maturity. My perspective on the problem has changed and become more objective and comprehensive; I often reflect, often try, and try to rely on my own strength to explore the principle of a thing. I grew up, bid farewell to dependence and move towards independence. I won't let my parents fold the quilt, clean the house and pack my schoolbag for me again. When others want to help me, I often say confidently, "I can do it!" " "When my parents are away, I will take care of my life alone. When my parents are busy, I will help with housework and chat with my parents to relieve boredom. I will use my ability to create a beautiful day! I grew up, bid farewell to pride and learn to be modest. I remember when I was in primary school, I did well in an exam unexpectedly. I am very complacent and proud, but in another unit exam, I stumbled and lost my foothold. My mother often says I am proud, but I can't change it. But I got 1 1 in the mid-term exam this semester. I am no longer proud, but humbly accept other people's opinions and study harder. Finally, I won the first place in the final exam. I tasted the sweetness of humility. When I grow up, I bid farewell to laziness and move towards diligence. I used to sleep late in primary school, but when I entered junior high school, I was "bitter" and arrived at school at 7:25 in the morning. At first, I complained every day: I was still writing my homework so late, I had to get up early in the morning, and what was more painful was that I had to go to class on Saturday and go to the Olympics on Sunday. But then I found that getting up early every day is not a bad thing, it exercises our will. I began to stop complaining. I have to say, I am diligent. ..... Perhaps, this is called growth, and the journey of growth is one by one ... If innocence is flawless beauty, it will be even more beautiful when you grow up. I learned to enjoy, ups and downs, which is also a problem when I grow up. (1) When you grow up, it's just a cup of tea. We need to taste it slowly and drink it carefully before we can taste its sweetness and drink its bitterness ... —— Inscription: In the afternoon, I held a cup of green tea, and the tea was elegant and showed me the recent scene. She is the object of my frequent quarrels. Unfortunately, this semester's seat happened to be arranged to sit with her. It's true that friends don't meet. She forgot to bring her English book when she was reading this morning. She looked at me with pitiful eyes when I was reading a book. I looked at her. She didn't speak, but I knew it. " Do you want to borrow her to watch it together? "I thought to myself," she didn't ask me to borrow it, so why did you show it to her? "The usual contradiction urges me to oppose this practice. However, I think, where is the truth in the book and the teacher's teaching? Is "helping each other" just a casual slogan? There are contradictions, mutual assistance is true, and friendship still exists. After some psychological struggle, I finally moved the book and motioned to read it with her. She touched the book and looked up at me. We passed a warm smile. Yes, I grew up and learned to smile. In the evening, put a cup of black tea on the table, which is full of flavor. It tastes astringent and sad. During the holiday, I admired a net friend. From his words, I fell in love with this feeling. However, the homework is heavy, and I can't indulge in this feeling. Therefore, I restrained myself from surfing the Internet. Although sometimes I can't help but turn on the computer secretly, every time I think of what he said to me: "Have a good class and have a good exam!" " "I always come back to reality, pick up the book and read it carefully. Every time I close the door to sleep, I can't restrain my feelings and often cry ... Yes, I grew up and learned to miss and cry. If innocence is flawless beauty, it will be even more beautiful when you grow up. I learned to enjoy, ups and downs, which is also a problem when I grow up. (2) I grew up as a monitor in Grade Two and Grade Four in Jiangnan Middle School, Wuxi City, Jiangsu Province. A loud cry pierced the quiet night sky, and I was born with the rise of a new star. The moment I opened my eyes, I found that I had grown up in .................................................................................................................................................................. I couldn't help sighing, "I have grown up! "Time flies, like a blink of an eye. Suddenly, I changed from a babbling baby to a middle school student. Before I could savor it, my childhood left me. Although I have grown up, I will always be a child in the eyes of my parents. They protected me like flowers in a greenhouse, and made me lose the original freedom of my peers. Sometimes I also complain about their doting, and even want to tell them loudly: "I have grown up!" " "But I always knew that they protected me because they loved me. Thinking of this, I take back that sentence. I don't want to upset my parents. I understand their hearts, but my heart is crying and I am waiting for their understanding. One day, I asked my parents to go to my classmate's house to play. They didn't stop me from going, but let me play with confidence. I was surprised and walked out of the house with doubts. At this time, my father stopped me and said to me, "Do you want my father to take you?" I stopped. I solemnly said to my father, "I have grown up!" " "This makes me feel particularly comfortable, just like a stone falling in mid-air. Dad didn't say anything but smiled at me. In his face, I saw his hope for me and his cultivation of me over the years. Every parent has an unspeakable love for their children. This kind of love needs no words. Parents silently give love, and as children, we feel little by little and return little by little. When I grow up, the tasks on my shoulders are very heavy, not only limited to eating, drinking and having fun as a child, but also including knowledge learning as a child. I want to learn to help my parents share some things, so that parents can feel that their children are growing up and make them feel relaxed. This is growth. (3) Have I grown up? Really? I don't seem to feel anything! From babbling to shouting "Mom" for the first time, to taking the first step as a toddler … this should be growth! The road to growth may not be smooth, maybe I have failed n times, maybe the probability of success is ≥0, maybe I am a little stupid, maybe I am a little slow, but I have grown up after all. What is the feeling of growing up? This problem has plagued my head with big grass so far. Judging from the soaring data on the height record (and of course the weight), hee hee! It seems that I have found a little feeling of growing up. From copying a few new words a day to piling up homework, alas I really feel grown up! (However, it seems more helpless. ) from the gentle care of my mother, from the severe reprimand of my father, from the ocean of problems that are constantly proportional to my age and multiply, I swam hard and finally swam to the island of 14 years old and swam to the sign of "growing up". Encountering rapids and dangerous beaches again and again during roaming is the gentle eyes of parents and the sincere words of good friends. "Believe me, you can do it!" " "It is the bright sunshine every day that brings me endless power! I didn't know how to cherish when I was young. When I could savor their beauty, I suddenly found "Oh, this is the feeling of growing up! It feels so sweet to grow up! " "Starting today, you grow up! You 14 years old, you should be like an adult! " As the years turn around again, the time old man said, while taking me to the starting point of another circle (oh, the spiral rise mentioned by the political teacher is probably like this! ) while wearing the label of 14 years old on his head, he pushed and kicked it. In this way, I inexplicably joined the ranks of "adults" (oh, I have to buy a full ticket for my skycar)! After that, taking a bunch of children to have a water fight is no longer "innocent and lovely" but "idiot"; Failing the exam is no longer "the next effort", but "the future is hopeless"; Even the act of disassembling the tape recorder, which was euphemistically called "the spirit of exploration" when I was a child, was also discussed as "Is that the wrong position of the nerve?" Alas, it feels so bitter to grow up! I feel sad in the dim tears, as if I saw the old man approaching me with the label of 15 years old ... No matter what the feeling of growing up is, the diary of youth is laughter or wasted. What should come will still come, and time will not stay because of my different moods. What matters is not the conclusion, but the wonderful reasoning process every step of the day! So, shake your head and dry your tears. I don't care what others think or say, let alone what it's like to grow up. Still yelling, still having unfinished childhood dreams. This is who I am; A "only this one, no branch" me; (4) Walking on the campus path, carrying heavy schoolbags and worries, riding a bike home. The sky, birds, flowers and bees gradually said to me, "You have grown up!" " "I have grown up. It is no longer naive primary school students who pick up and drop off all day, but middle school students who have worries and care about themselves. Stepping into the middle school gate, the number of courses immediately increased: from the original two to the present seven, from the original easy study to the present heavy homework, from the original carefree to the present full of worries; Points, points, points, the lifeblood of students: I always make my own study plan when I think of the heavy homework now. Who doesn't want to be the best in the department? So, "How can I be among the best in my department? "It became my heart. I have grown up. What has been added, but what has been lost. Increased the troubles of these competitions, but lost that childishness. In adversity, I learned to be strong. Actually, I don't want to grow up Because when I grow up, I don't have carefree time, but I have heavy homework and troubles. However, time cannot go back. So I learned to face it. " I want to be strong. "I said to myself. I want to defeat my powerful enemy, lay a solid foundation for my future and climb new heights forever ... "I want to face it. "I said to myself. I want to face my own success, bitter failure, everything, everything … I want to grow up, I want to be strong, I want to face it. I will be proud of my future; I will fight for my dream of leaping forward; I will work hard to take off for my lofty ideal! I want to say to the world: "I have grown up! Instructor: Teng Yujie wrote about growing pains and happiness. He really grew up. (5) After five years of primary school, enter junior high school. I get up at six every morning and go home at seven in the evening. I don't see anyone in the yard. I just woke up. I have entered junior high school and grown up. I am no longer a playful primary school student all day. When I first entered junior high school, I was a little unaccustomed, because at school, there were no small partners, I was afraid to speak in class, and the teacher was very strange. All these things are very different from the life in primary school, and at the same time I feel that I have really grown up and become much quieter. That naughty me in those days, with the changes of years, slowly left my side. Walking on the campus path, looking at the green grass under your feet, casually. On the way home, the sky, birds, flowers and bees gradually said to me, "You have grown up." I have grown up, and I am no longer the primary school student who needs someone to pick me up all day. I was once an elegant girl. When I entered the middle school, the number of courses increased. From the original two courses to the current seven courses, I learned heavy homework easily. Carefree, I am very tired every day. I think I have a lot of homework now, and I always make a study plan to stay competitive. Who doesn't want to be at the top of the grade? The problem of "how to be among the best in grade" has become my trouble and has been bothering me. When I grew up, I added something, but I also lost something, more competitive and more mature. However, I also lost my childlike innocence and playfulness. In the new environment, I learned to be strong. In fact, I don't want to grow up, because when I grow up, I will lose my carefree childhood and replace it with heavy homework. However, time can't go back, so I learned to face myself and challenge myself. "I want to be strong." I often say to myself that I want to beat everyone around me for my future dream. Facing the new school, I look up at the sky and have confidence in my new gas station. I told myself: "tomorrow I will fill the cabin of this ship with knowledge and set sail happily!" " I grow into a cup of tea, and we need to taste it slowly and carefully before we can taste its sweetness and drink its bitterness ... —— Inscription In the afternoon, holding a cup of elegant green tea, I saw a recent scene. She is the object of my frequent quarrels. Unfortunately, this semester's seat happened to be arranged to sit with her. It's true that friends don't meet. She forgot to bring her English book when she was reading this morning. She looked at me with pitiful eyes when I was reading a book. I looked at her. She didn't speak, but I knew it. "Do you want to borrow her to watch it together?" I thought to myself, "She didn't ask me to borrow it. Why did you show it to her?" The usual contradiction urges me to oppose this practice. However, I think, where is the truth in the book and the teacher's teaching? Is "helping each other" just a casual slogan? There are contradictions, mutual assistance is true, and friendship still exists. After some psychological struggle, I finally moved the book and motioned to read it with her. She touched the book and looked up at me. We passed a warm smile. Yes, I grew up and learned to smile. In the evening, put a cup of black tea on the table, which is full of flavor. It tastes astringent and sad. During the holiday, I admired a net friend. From his words, I fell in love with this feeling. However, the homework is heavy, and I can't indulge in this feeling. Therefore, I restrained myself from surfing the Internet. Although sometimes I can't help but turn on the computer secretly, every time I think of what he said to me: "Have a good class and have a good exam!" " "I always come back to reality, pick up the book and read it carefully. Every time I close the door to sleep, I can't restrain my feelings and often cry ... Yes, I grew up and learned to miss and cry. If innocence is flawless beauty, it will be even more beautiful when you grow up. I learned to enjoy, ups and downs, which is also a problem when I grow up. I don't have time to look at the clouds in the sky ... I only remember that when I was young, I always felt that the sky was very high and I didn't feel so depressed now. The boundless sky is so blue! Clouds will drag their slender tails as they drift by, as if to disperse, but they will close with the clouds behind them at the moment of squinting; Together, and then spread out, intermittent in the vast sky, so free and unrestrained. Later, I went climbing in Huashan with some friends. Looking up from the foot of the mountain, white clouds linger like ribbons on the top of the mountain, such a beautiful and light Shu Ran; But there is no sadness in my heart. My long hair flutters in the wind with my young thoughts, my mood flies with my dreams, and my desire continues to the top of the mountain with my tireless steps. I just want to catch those clouds and bind my lonely heart when I was a child! I only climbed up a mountain panting, only to see that the cloud belt has been wound around another farther and higher mountain, so far away! The first time I tasted "through these clouds, how can I tell?" , but towards which corner of the mountain ",I am very helpless. A joke from a classmate said, "You are just a lingering cloud on the mountain, smiling through tears. A young heart never knows how to be depressed. Everything is like floating clouds, floating across the heart is so light and smart! Later, I was destined to meet the cloud again at the top of Mount Tai, but my heart was mixed! Snow is dancing in Mount Tai, the snow is singing, and the clouds are dancing. Is that the fairy snow of the clouds looking up and the white clouds rolling in the distance? Bow your head, the sea of clouds is surging; Around me, clouds are like dreams. The clouds in the distance can be imagined, and the clouds under the mountain can be understood. Only the clouds floating quietly around me can't catch it, and tears can't help but flow! It turns out that when people grow up, they are not busy looking at the clouds in the sky, but afraid of seeing the beautiful scenery like clouds and dreaming misty dreams! There have been many days when I closed the curtains to separate the complicated sea of the world from the outside world. At this time, only writing accompanied me. The floppy disk is gradually filled with some depressed words when I am confused or happy. After those words, I never dared to read them again, just like I was afraid to face some uncomfortable past! Only you can understand how the past days came, as if you should do nothing. After denying yourself in this way, the tears in my heart actually moistened my eyes. Anyone with a sensitive mind naturally likes to tell his heart with a pen, as if only a seemingly Mu Na word can string together a string of heartstrings; People who choose words to express themselves are destined to feel the pain more directly than others, and they are also destined to live harder than others. Just like floating clouds in the sky, they chose to wander and float from the beginning. Those beggars who crawl on the ground, their bodies buried deep, their faces touching the ground, can't see their humble expressions, can't tell the difference between colored clothes and dirty feet and hands; I don't like standing in the street staring at your beggars like flies, but when I see those beggars who are quietly in harmony with heaven and earth, my heart seems to be tightened. I can't imagine that such begging can finally get a big house. I can only say that there is no cowardly soul hidden under their humble form! It is also a cloud, just floating in different spaces. Everyone in this world is begging, crawling on the ground, begging for the most basic life; The seemingly decent people standing are begging for rights, money and love in different ways and moods. Everyone is not a floating cloud that floats across the world occasionally. So why should we be surprised by the journey of the cloud? Isn't it better if everything goes well? Writing here, I can't help but open the curtains, but only see thick gray clouds and bright sunshine that can't penetrate my heart! Sometimes, you can't see the clouds. At this time, you can only let the clouds in your heart slide gently, and your heart is as dull as Schumann's music at this moment ~ ~ ~ The feeling of growing up is that time is passing, the times are progressing, everything is updating, and I am growing up. It is a transition of life, from childish to mature, from naughty to quiet. However, it contains all kinds of flavors, just like in a five-flavor bottle-acid! Alas! ! Alas! ! ! A wonderful weekend, I want to make tea and chat with Duke Zhou. Who knows there is a "Cheng"-little cousin. There is a simple reason. Famous fashion shops have big discounts on weekends. Mom and aunt are rushing to "snap up", dragging their tails is too much trouble. I happen to be a "volunteer nanny". "Sister, I want to draw." ...... "I want to write." ...... "I want to eat." ..... alas! I really thought I was a reprint of Wu Zetian! The "emperor" is full of airs, and he wants wind and rain. "I tell you, you'd better listen to me. If you make any more noise, you will never finish eating. " It's very kind of my cousin to make me, who has always had a good personality, suddenly have an impulse to "kick my ass". "Hum! If you are fierce again, I will break your things. " My cousin grabbed the glass bottle on the table, dropped it on the ground and broke it with a bang. Oh, dear, it took me a week to finish this smokeless candle. The fire mountain in my heart finally broke out. Willy-nilly, I rushed over and "sprayed" my gas on my little cousin. At the same time, my mother came back, and my little cousin squeezed out two lines of tears and ran to find her mother to "complain." He also embellished it by saying that I called her "flat" her. My mother slapped me in the face and scolded me, "You! You are so old that you have the cheek to hit your sister. When you are so old, let me teach you a lesson. " I touched the burning scar on my face and froze. Tears are like broken beads, I can't stop. Hey! This is the feeling of growing up-acid. Sweet "27, 28, 29, 30" Hooray! After 35 yuan is full in a few days, I can buy a new book bag. " I giggled at the piggy bank while counting the money. Hey hey! That schoolbag is new, and there is a small alarm clock ticking on it. At this time, hey! Although you are very proud, my friends must be by my side all day ... "Daughter, mom wants to talk to you." It was my mother who called me. "What's the matter? Mom, you know what? I will buy a new schoolbag soon. " I jumped and shouted. Mother listened to my words, her face was sad and her brow was almost knotted. I'm so confused. Suddenly, my mother said, "Do you know? More than 120 students in the disaster area can't go to school. You can help a child for a year by donating 50 yuan. " My mother's eyes kept staring at me, as if she had some intention. I turned my head several times and finally understood. My mother made me reluctantly give up what I loved and turned my schoolbag into a donation. But ... no, the people in the disaster area need help more. I should help them, but that schoolbag ... hey, buy it next time! "Mom, I decided to donate the money." It's a little hard to say. "Good daughter, really grown up, grown up!" Ha ha! My mother's words gave me great encouragement. This is the feeling of growing up-sweet. The pain is over! My weekend is over again. Don't get me wrong, it's not my little cousin who came here this time. There is another reason: my mother always thinks that I should learn to do housework when I grow up, so as not to "get into the kitchen and get out of the hall" in the future. Insist that I be the "master" for one day. Do it! Although I can't, I will show my mother what I can do anyway. Let's start with breakfast! Breakfast is porridge fried dough sticks, which can be bought downstairs, simple! Ha, it turns out that housework is so simple, why is my mother so lazy, and she still makes me do such a small job, really. However, things are not as simple as I thought, and the hard days have just begun ... "Wow! No way! Washing clothes, boiling water, transporting coal and paying electricity bills only take one morning. " I broke my fingers and complained over and over again. Hey, one at a time! Washing clothes, there is nothing clean for a long time; Boil water, a pot of boiling water will leave half a pot; Moving coal, coal didn't move a few, but it became Xiaohua Mall; Not only did I fail to pay the electricity bill, but my foot was broken. Hey! This is the feeling of growing up-bitterness. Growth is actually like a five-flavor bottle, which contains various flavors; Like a palette, there are various colors, waiting for you to try and experience! Topic: When I was growing up, I often snuggled up to my grandmother.