Senior one grow up composition

In real life or work and study, the most familiar thing is composition. Composition is a style composed of words, which expresses a theme through language organization after people's ideological consideration. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following are eight compositions I compiled for my freshman year, hoping to help you.

Growth is a process of overcoming difficulties and then becoming the best self. On the road of growth, we will encounter one setback after another, and these setbacks have better exercised us.

In the journey of our life, there are storms, but there will also be sunshine. Once sentimental, I felt that time was in a hurry, and I couldn't do anything or do it well. However, with the encouragement of my family and friends, I understand that "nothing is difficult in the world, only if you put your mind to it". As long as you work hard, you can still do it well. Even if you have tried your best, but you have not achieved the result you want, don't give up, because there will be hope if you don't give up, because "there is no doubt about mountains and rivers, and heaven remains our neighbourhood."

Growing up, I learned to be strong and smile. Life also tells me that no matter what happens, we should learn to be calm and face it calmly. Only when we calm down will we think about how to solve the problem. A strong smile is my attitude towards life, and nothing can pass. When you are lonely, you will feel that no one cares about you and feel sad, but on second thought, you are asking for trouble yourself. When I am alone, I am simple, not sad and not dependent on others. Crying alone will only hurt you, won't it? It is better to love yourself and live every day with a smile.

I grew up with my family. I learned to be grateful and to love my family wholeheartedly. The one who once angered my parents looks so ignorant today. Parents are the most important people in our lives! When we grow up, we understand that in this world, only parents love us the most. I often feel sad because I can't be with them at school. I feel so helpless at this time, because I want to spend time with my parents but I can't do anything.

I have gained a lot on the way of growing up. I have made many friends, too. Friends are the eternal wealth and the warmest color in our lives. Although there have been quarrels and contradictions, perhaps it is through these that we cherish this friendship even more, and have unconsciously buried a deep friendship in each other's hearts. Therefore, when you have a lot of things, you should know how to cherish them, and don't wait until you lose them to understand how important those lost things are to you! Only to find that nothing can go back.

On the way of growing up, I grew up in strength, I grew up in happiness, I grew up under the care of my parents, and I grew up with my friends ... These formed unforgettable fragments in our lives and will remain in my memory forever. However, it strengthened my confidence and persisted in my dream. There is a long way to go in the future, and the past will only be deeply hidden in our hearts. What makes us take more action is today, and let us look forward to tomorrow. On the road to growth, there should still be dreams. I believe that as long as you keep working hard, your dream will eventually come true.

Sixteen years ago today, a baby girl was born. This baby girl is me.

Sixteen years, with your pain, I came to this world with joy. Everything here is full of the joy of life, but how hard you worked to let me come to this loving world safely! You conceived in October to welcome this little life! You take care of me and love me very much! But/kloc-today, 0/6 years later, I always make you angry, and I always get at odds with you.

At this teenage age, it is the rainy season. I am even angrier than before. I always quarrel with you about a little thing, but it's not what I think. I'm sorry! My beloved mother, perhaps because of adolescent rebellious psychology, perhaps because of the arrival of my sister three years ago, because my sister is young and always loves to cry and make trouble, so I don't like studying in a noisy environment every day, and sometimes I get angry, but you always say that my sister is too young to understand and that I am like a child. In fact, I know I should accommodate my sister, but you always do everything according to her, even making you angry. But I don't think you should spoil her so much. You face your sister every day. Although she is good sometimes, she loves to cry. Sometimes you are angry with me for small things because you are uncomfortable, so I sometimes quarrel with you. You will say that people say that your daughter is more obedient and sensible as she gets older. What about you? The older you get, the more you like to play with adults. Actually, this is not what I thought.

Of course, in life, there are many things you treat me well. I will never forget that my mother loves me very much, and I have my own shortcomings. I always break your heart and make you angry. Every time I see you working in the field, I come to help you, but you always don't want me to go home and help you with your homework. You always think of me everywhere, but I am so ignorant. Actually, I should learn to share it for you. I won't let you worry about me everywhere, because my daughter is my mother's intimate little cotton-padded jacket and a comfort to my mother's soul. From now on, I will bid farewell to rebellion completely and be your good daughter!

I grew up only because of your concern; I grew up only because of your patient teaching; I grew up because of your strictness, dear mother, please forgive my willfulness and ignorance. Every time I grow up, only you accompany me. Thank you! My mother.

When I was 3 years old, I often thought that if I were taller, I could reach the round and bright moon overhead, but when I was taller, I found that the moon was getting farther and farther away from me, even though I couldn't reach it.

Growing up shattered a beautiful dream when I was young.

When I was a child, I was convinced that the princess who had been sleeping for a hundred years would be awakened by the prince's kiss. Perhaps it was fate that made the princess arrive a hundred years earlier and had to sleep and wait for her lover. I believe Cinderella will become a princess when she meets her magical mother-in-law, but she will return to her original state at 12, so she has to let go of the prince's hand and run away in a hurry. Coincidentally, the crystal shoes hold them together like the red line of fate, which seems to be a deliberate test of the prince's sincerity. I believe that every night there is a mermaid sitting alone on the reef, watching the prince she saved. 16, she gave up 300 years of life and beautiful singing voice, but watched her beloved walk into the church holding other people's hands, but she could only disappear and turn into colorful bubbles on the sea, shining brightly under the caress of the sun.

Later, I breathed more and more air, read more and more books, experienced things changing, and contacted people changing ... I found that the only constant was my name, and I only remembered it in the wind.

I can't help thinking, can the pure happiness in fairy tales really last forever?

If there are no witches, there is no evil; There are no twists and turns, no bumps, so the story is really over, there will be no more stories ... If we really want to pursue a perfect world, God should have driven the people on Noah's Ark into the water at that time.

So the good guys and the bad guys created this colorful world together and created fairy tales.

I know children don't think so when they read fairy tales. They believe in fairy tales as much as I did before. Even so, I still hope to go to Denmark to see the bronze statue of the Little Mermaid and Germany to see the castle of the Princess Prince, because it is the best dream of my childhood, and it is full of fantasy.

A little girl built an illusory crystal castle with tiny magic, which was absolutely exquisite. She grew up and walked out of the castle, but looked back from time to time. I wanted to laugh at her innocence, but I didn't feel pain. Some people say that growth is pain. Maybe part of it. San Mao said that growth is transformation, and the old has been lost. It is inevitable that something new will come again, and the years are exceptionally beautiful, with spring flowers and autumn moon and winter snow in Xia Xue.

Looking up, the moon in the sky only felt more hazy until a tear fell on my face. It was round and bright, just like in the past. ...

As I get older, my troubles have increased a lot.

No longer like kindergarten, childhood is so innocent. Playing all day can't find the southeast, but now it's just the opposite. The older you get, the more troubles you have. What should I do?

/kloc-at the age of 0/5, I have set foot on the temple of junior high school and entered a dreamy adolescence, and my heart is uncomfortable. Am I really starting to develop? My childhood is over! ! When will the girl's troubles get rid of!

All day, I walked around the campus with my head down for fear that passers-by would notice me. In recent days, I have been thinking, I didn't eat much, how could I win 2 pounds in a blink of an eye! This makes me feel extremely lost, because the most important thing for a girl is her weight, so I tried to lose weight, but I didn't eat breakfast until noon. Alas, wave after wave, I wonder when the acne on my forehead will come to join in the fun. I was in a hurry and covered up my annoying acne with a few bangs. "Ha ha, see how you show up!" After a few days, a few pimples on my face seemed to deliberately make things difficult for me and became big and red. That's why my mother seems to read my mind: "congratulations, daughter, you have become a beautiful girl." Hehe, you can't catch this knot, you will leave a scar. " My mother looks very happy. "This is a sign of your youth. It's called whelk." "What!" Acne ""I screamed at once. "Such an ugly and annoying acne has a nice name," I said with a frown.

Oh, dear! After a summer vacation, I couldn't put on my school uniform, my skirt almost reached my thighs, and my coat almost suffocated me. I plucked up my courage in front of the mirror several times before I came to school. When I first entered the classroom, my good friend saw the big red pimple on my head at a glance, and I quickly covered it with my hand. "Why, why?" I'm a little panicked. "Don't worry, don't worry!" "Welcome to join the' war pox clan', let's fight together, hehe!" Silver said mysteriously. There are a few smiles on my face, as sweet and faint as cherry blossoms in spring. It turns out that Silver also has "pimples" on her forehead as her mother said.

When the bell rang, the head teacher came into the classroom. This is a new school. I don't think the teacher made a mistake. He actually gave us a lot of homework, so my worries continued to grow. There is nothing to do at night, but to turn on the night light and catch up on homework. I was just about to catch my breath. I still have a dozen homework on my desk. I am weak and prone on the table: "When can my life stop for a while?" I still remember that I almost wrote in the early hours of the morning. The next morning, while I was still dreaming a beautiful dream, I was awakened by a quick knock at the door. "Come on, daughter, the tutor is coming, get up quickly."

School, class, class, school. After a day, tomorrow, my troubles will increase several times. So I'm not a white-haired girl?

I hope my troubles are like floating clouds on the horizon, which ripple into the distance with my sight, so that good things will always exist in the vast shining starry sky.

Only with wisdom can we have impressive achievements; With wisdom, you can have your own infinite future; With wisdom, we can make the impossible come true. ...

We all have lofty ideals. Some people can get what they want, but some people's ideals are like kissing the arc of the sea and the sky, tormenting your enterprising heart. All these are the teachings of the wisdom fairy, so we should master the rudder of wisdom and let it sail correctly on the ocean of our lives!

Books are the ladder of human progress and the first key to wisdom. Only by wandering in the sea of books can we gain true wisdom. It is like a lamp, bright light, illuminating our road at night. I think wisdom is inseparable from this book lamp just as silkworms are inseparable from mulberry leaves. Therefore, reading is essential for wisdom.

The next step is thinking. This is one of the most important steps to acquire wisdom. Thinking can broaden our thinking and broaden our knowledge. When encountering a difficult problem, the best way is to think. Only by racking one's brains and eliminating all interference can we get the crystallization of wisdom!

People's life, no one is smooth sailing, there will be large and small setbacks. When we fail, we can't be knocked down by setbacks. We should actively learn from experience and lessons, so that we can realize our mistakes and collect the crystallization of wisdom. Therefore, we should be a strong person, frustrated but unyielding, more frustrated and braver. In setbacks, let wisdom enrich our brains and we will become better and better!

People's wisdom cannot be accumulated overnight. Being a wise person is actually not an easy task, and it requires long-term efforts. Wisdom can provide many shortcuts to solve difficulties, but there is no shortcut to wisdom. Therefore, only by working hard can we enjoy the fun of wisdom. However, we can't use wisdom to do things that are harmful to society.

It is extremely important to have wisdom, so we should try our best to get it! Let wisdom grow with us, let us collect more wisdom tips in the long road of life, and let wisdom lead us to a perfect and beautiful life!

The annual ring of time is always turning, and we are all growing through spring and winter.

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For me, growth is a process of gradual loss. In the years, we lost our childhood, lost our childlike innocence, lost those old days ... growth is also a process of gradual ownership. In the course of experience, we have matured, understood gratitude, and shouldered our responsibilities ... We always have gains and losses in the process of growing up; Sigh and congratulations, perhaps, this is the meaning of growth!

I remember it was a weekend when it rained cats and dogs. As usual, I finished my homework and was sitting on the sofa watching TV with relish. It's a food program that teaches us how to cook delicious jiaozi. Seeing the guests holding chopsticks, picking up the glittering and translucent jiaozi, taking a bite, revealing fresh and juicy meat stuffing ... I couldn't help swallowing, and kept muttering in my heart: I haven't eaten jiaozi for a long time, and I'm tired of eating those dishes cooked by my grandmother every day ... When I think about it, my stomach growls, but it keeps raining outside, and it's getting worse. Grandma said she had something to do and wanted to go out. Let me stay at home and don't run around. I was so angry that I thought: I won't pack jiaozi, but it's time and I still don't cook. ...

Time passed little by little, and it was still raining heavily outside. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and with a bang, I trembled all over. Raindrops the size of beans "crackled" on the glass window, and the trees were shaken by the wind, as if to shake the mountains down. I started to worry a little ... just as I was fidgeting, a familiar figure jumped in. She curled up, her raincoat hung over her body, soaked to the skin, and the rain kept dripping from the corners of her clothes. Her arms tightly protect a plastic bag in her arms. She slowly raised her head, wet bangs stuck to her forehead, so flustered, but she still smiled. Ah! She is my kind grandmother. Grandma quickly took the plastic bag out of her arms and opened it layer by layer. Suddenly, there was a strong smell of meat in the room. "It's jiaozi!" I shouted with surprise: "Grandma, you …" Looking at the steaming jiaozi in front of me and grandma who was wet in the heavy rain, my throat suddenly felt like cotton, and I choked ... I accidentally performed a performance, but grandma remembered it. Looking at the fine lines and silver hair crawling around my grandmother's eyes, I couldn't help crying. I forgot the boy's self-esteem and threw myself into grandma's arms and sobbed. At that moment, I suddenly understood a lot. ...

In recent years, my parents have been working in other places. It can be said that I was brought up by my grandmother. Every day, my clothes are stretched and my mouth is full of food. Occasionally, I get upset because there is no delicious food, and I lose my temper in order not to let me watch cartoons ... I am spoiled, but I ignore my grandmother's contribution and her growing old.

If I used to be an urchin, after this incident, I have grown into a sensible teenager. At that moment, I finally understood that no one's efforts were taken for granted. Sheep have the grace of kneeling for milk, and crows have the meaning of feeding back. We should learn to be grateful and cherish!

She has been ignored, even ignored and rejected, hasn't she?

She came to this home sadly since she was a child.

Because she is a girl and her father is very patriarchal, her childhood is not warm.

Mother doesn't like her daughter very much because of her father's influence. In the whole family, only grandma is the best for her. Unfortunately, grandma died when she was four years old. ...

From then on, she was the only one left in the world. She often cries silently in the dark and stays awake every night. There is only endless darkness and sadness and two lines of clear tears in my heart.

After two years, her mother gave birth to a little brother, and she lost her position. Fortunately, her grades are relatively good. Even though she has only ten yuan of pocket money every month, she still works hard just to leave this home far away and this cold home in her heart.

Before she was ten years old, her grades were not very good, that is, after her mother 12 gave birth to a little brother, her life began to take a turn for the better.

Just because of this family that broke her heart. Her parents are special teachers in the city. Before the age of ten, my grades were chaotic and I was often laughed at.

He has no friends to comfort him, and no family to care about him. There was a mid-term exam, and her score was the last in the school. The teacher asked her to talk to her parents and asked her for their phone numbers, but no matter how hard she tried to break her head, she couldn't remember her parents' numbers. ...

When she returned to the class full of disappointment, a male student in the class studied very well. When he saw her paper-covered red fork, he left his pie mouth disdainfully. "Oh, aren't your parents special teachers?" How can you have such a stupid daughter? Are you stupid? " .

She burst into tears, then looked up, and a drop of crystal tears slipped down her mouth. He smiled sarcastically and stopped crying. He just proved their mistakes with his own efforts.

"The world is big, where is my position? Parents and classmates? How ridiculous! But I hope that when that day comes, you won't regret it! " .

From then on, she hurried into the library with a heavy schoolbag on her back every day, sitting for a whole day! This hard life lasted for two years, and finally he succeeded!

She was admitted to a top junior high school in the city! Her grades are the first in the school! However, when the teacher asked her happily for her parents' mobile phone number and hoped to tell her parents the good news, she shook her head helplessly and said with a wry smile, "I don't have their mobile phone number." The teacher looked at her in surprise and thought how could there be no cell phone number of her parents? She just shook her head and said nothing, and the teacher didn't ask again.

In the evening, when she came home, her parents and her brother were sitting at the round table, having a sweet meal together. When she passed them, her parents just glanced at them faintly and then continued to tease their little son.

Her heart was broken at that moment! The corners of my mouth are pursed, but I don't know how to speak.

At this time, her father's strange and familiar voice fell in her ear: "according to your grades, I estimate that I can go to a secondary vocational school." You are a disgrace to your mother and me. Forget it, your mother and I both got the teacher qualification certificate of a middle school in the city. Your mother and I are going to work in the city to take care of your brother. As for you, just stay here and I'll give you dozens of dollars more every month. " For her father's words, she just smiled coldly and turned to leave.

This is destined to be a sleepless night. She walked back to her room and looked at the moon without stars outside the window. She lowered her eyes and just smiled sarcastically.

I couldn't help it any longer, and tears welled up in my eyes. ...

Walking on the road of life, accompanied by the songs of youth, through spring, summer, autumn and winter, the breeze and the waning moon, returning is still the best look in imagination.

Sunshine and youth are as hot as the sun.

Holding the sunshine, blazing and bloody, ignited my youth. With a passion, I stepped into Hengshui No.2 Middle School, a place where my dreams came true. Accompanied by a few stars in the morning, it was my figure flying out of the dormitory, the sound of reading before I held high, and the first exercise we ran out. Since the plan of the day lies in the morning, we should wake ourselves up in this way in the morning, just like waking a sleeping lion and starting a day of conquest. Whenever I run on campus, I always feel relaxed, because my imagination of youth should be like this, and my blood should be boiling.

Youth is always frivolous. Teenagers are angry with abortion, and the sun is weak.

Starlight and youth shine like stars.

Picking a ray of starlight, dazzling and shining, lit up my youth. Someone said, "At the best age, wear the most beautiful clothes and drink the strongest wine." And I said, "At the best age, we should pursue our dreams without hesitation and stick to the distance." Becoming a qualified and excellent doctor is my biggest dream, but my family has blocked it in every way. But the so-called shortcomings in their mouths can not change its sacredness in my heart at all, nor can it change my yearning for it. On the surface, I obey my family, but I will stubbornly sneak into the bookstore to read books, watch documentaries in the name of watching movies, and steal from my neighbors and aunts. Constantly enrich yourself and make yourself strong enough to pursue your dreams. Play for the last time in the college entrance examination, and strive for it when you fill in your volunteers. I don't know how it turned out. All I know is that, just like "tiptoeing closer to the sun", you can embrace your dreams with open arms. Even if my dream will eventually fail, I can say indifferently that I have no regrets when I think about it many years later. The wind can blow away everything, but it can never kill a dream-chasing heart.

Take dreams as horses, be brave for dreams, and live up to the bright stars in the sky.

Moonlight youth is as gentle as the moon.

A handful of moonlight, gentle and clear, warmed my youth. We have been growing up in love and care, and we are aware of it at the moment of youth. A few days ago, I held an adult ceremony and walked through the adult door. I learned to be grateful. Part of the worship in the adult ceremony is to express gratitude to parents. I didn't care, just at the moment when I bent over 90 degrees, my eyes were full of tears; After getting up, I found that my mother was already in tears. "Holding hands and looking at each other with tears", she always helps me pack my luggage on holidays. She stays by the phone every day just to hear my voice. After I left home, she got into the habit of watching the weather forecast every day. Scenes emerged, and then I discovered that the person who supported my growth was so weak and pitiful. My mother bought my youth with her own youth and my hair with her own hair. This kind of worship, after 18 years of gratitude, will also be hurt by youth rebellion. From that moment on, until this life, it was my turn to love them. Some people are just passers-by, while others really warm my youth.

I didn't know I had grown up until I walked through the road of youth. Grateful for youth, grateful for experience, grateful for the moonlight tenderness in youth.

Youth is short, and those dreams and warmth always pass by in a hurry. If you don't cherish it, you will only stay in a hurry. Youth is eternal, and the love and touch of meeting will be hidden in my heart forever, which will warm you and me for a long time.

Time is like water, youth is like light, nourishing, lighting and breaking ground. I saw a beautiful sunrise.