So grow up slowly and get full marks in the senior high school entrance examination.

In this way, I grew up slowly and got five full marks in the senior high school entrance examination.

Life is to live beautifully and walk secretly. I'm not struggling, I'm just pretending. No matter who you are, you would rather be a struggling loser than an ordinary person who is content with the status quo. Here are five essays on how to grow up slowly, I hope they will help you!

In this way, I grew up slowly, and got the perfect score of 1 "Only my mother is good in the world"-an ordinary and short sentence, but permeated with deep maternal love.

One morning, I got up and glanced out of the window. "oh! It's cloudy. " I can't help but say, turn around and hum a tune to wash. Just before going out, my mother put down her work and ran to me in a hurry and said, "Take an umbrella with you, or you will catch a cold if you get wet." "oh! If you don't take it, it won't rain What's the big deal? I'm in junior high school now. Is it childish to hold an umbrella in your hand? Let's talk about it. " "If you don't take it, look at me. What did I say, but how much did you say?" I just want to interject that my mother has a lion yelling, "If you don't take it, you won't take it. Don't come to me if you have a cold. " "Don't find, don't find. Who is afraid of who? " After that, I pushed the door open and slammed it back. The sound shook the whole building. I ran out of the unit door with tears in my eyes. The weather was not good for me that day. Suddenly, there was lightning and thunder, and soon it began to rain lightly. I looked at the long and lonely road to school ahead. Because of the weather, I was no longer full of confidence in my life that day, but walked despondently on that long and lonely road.

At night, I dragged my heavy body with a heavy schoolbag on my back, came home, collapsed in bed and didn't want to get up. My nose seems to be stuffed with cotton, which makes it stuffy. I regret it and feel bad, but I dare not tell my mother. I can only lie there quietly.

Suddenly, my mother pushed my door open. Seeing this situation, she seems to understand. She brought me a glass of water and cold medicine. She handed me the medicine and said, "I told you to take an umbrella, but you didn't listen." Now you have a cold and don't listen. " I know that although my mother complains constantly, in her heart, she will always love me.

I lay there silently, my eyes moist, silently reading: "mom, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong."

In this way, I grew up under this selfless maternal love and gradually understood that it was my mother's heart.

Grow up slowly like this, and get full marks in composition 2 of the senior high school entrance examination.

With the passage of time, we are all growing up slowly. Some people are only physically growing up, while others are psychologically mature.

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When we were knocked down by setbacks, although we failed, we also succeeded. We know how to face setbacks, how to make ourselves stronger, how to make ourselves more perfect, and how to make our way forward smoother. We gain more than we lose, so why be sad? The most important thing is our attitude towards setbacks, which may make us achieve brilliant achievements. If we are depressed, we will turn into a dust and disappear into the vast sea of people.

Super Brain is a variety show with high ratings, because it can not only arouse our patriotism, but also draw a lot of life philosophy from it. The challenger in Super Brain made us full of praise. However, compared with us, how much bitterness and efforts we have made, how many bumps we have experienced and how many blood and tears we have shed. As Bing Xin's poem said, "People only admire its present brilliance as a successful flower. However, at the beginning, its buds were soaked with tears of struggle and bathed in the rain and dew of sacrifice. What impressed me most in Super Brain was the battle between China teenager Li Yunlong and Italian teenager Andrea about memory. Both of them are very strong and the game is fierce. The live music stimulated every nerve of mine. At the end of the game, first test Andre's correct rate. Because Li Yunlong is too concerned about the result of the game, he is under great pressure, and he is very nervous. He mistook himself for losing and burst into tears. Andre also cried when he saw this situation. The host asked Andre why he was crying. Andre said, "I saw Li Yunlong crying. He has made so much effort that I am worried about him. "Every word touched my heart, so sincere and emotional, and the audience was shocked. A person can care so much about his competitors and really sympathize with others. Andre's noble character has already surpassed the meaning of the game. Li Yunlong finally won, and Andre smiled. But I think the real winner is Andre. He is not only noble in character, but also knows how to face setbacks and setbacks, which has been successful for a boy of 13 years old.

Life is like a set of puzzles. If we lose a puzzle, even if it is not the most beautiful, it is what we want most, and so is frustration. Even if life is smooth sailing, it will be boring. At that time, we should have setbacks, because a life with setbacks is complete and meaningful. Let's grow up slowly, learn to accept setbacks, face setbacks and create tomorrow's glory.

Grow up slowly like this, and get full marks in composition 3 of the senior high school entrance examination.

How time flies! All this is like a dream. In my dream, I changed from a child to a junior high school student, from ignorance to intelligence, from naivety to maturity, from carefree to busy; The environment around me has also changed, from my mother's arms to my teacher's side, from a warm home to a bright teacher, from innocence to fierce competition ... all this has changed, and now I realize that I am growing up slowly.

"I really want to grow up quickly." "I hope I can grow up right away." "When I grow up, I won't have to do my homework." ... this voice is often heard around me. I don't think so, and I'm confused. The process of growing up itself is killing time, and childhood is beautiful. Why do you have to grow up in a hurry?

Isn't it fun to grow up slowly? When I was a child, I always liked to hold grandma's hand, move a small stool and sit in the yard after dinner. Looking up at the bright starry sky in summer night, the breeze comes slowly, and occasionally a few fireflies fly by. Although the faint light is not as bright as moonlight, it attracts my attention and interest. I followed them to run and play in the night sky. Grandma always shouted, "Run slowly and don't fall down." How happy and carefree it was at that time.

I still remember when I was six years old, golden leaves were everywhere, pomegranate trees in the east of the yard were covered with bright red pomegranates, and strings of crystal clear grapes were hung on the shelves. Miss Qiu came with hurried steps. Autumn air, autumn fruit, autumn migratory birds flying south and autumn leaves are my favorite.

Now, there is no such carefree life.

At school, the teacher's chalk chattered desperately on the blackboard, and the parents' nagging lingered in my ears; Large and small questions, homework piled up like a mountain, this is life now. Achievement, achievement, this has always been a topic we can't get rid of. Oh, how I miss my childhood.

Time flies like a blink of an eye. As for me, I have changed from a newborn girl to a stressed junior high school student. How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? In this long and short time, I have experienced a lot and gained a lot at the same time. Suffering from this sweet memory, decision, sour feeling, salty tears and spicy reality, I have mixed feelings, and I am growing up slowly!

That song echoed in my ears again: "The teacher's chalk is still chirping on the blackboard, waiting for the class to be over, waiting for the school to be over, waiting for the childhood of the game ..."

Grow up slowly like this, and get full marks in composition 4 of the senior high school entrance examination.

People will always grow up, from the ignorance of babies to the responsibility of adults. On this long road, it is always those ferry people with souls who carry us to the other side.

Remember when I was a child, I liked to waste most. I can never finish eating, and I have to leave a big bowl. When the fruit is half eaten, throw it on the table and stop eating it; The toy was only heated for three minutes, and when it was exhausted, it was thrown away ... and finally it was beaten. Mother said while holding a bamboo stick, her eyes were wide and round, her eyebrows were raised high and her face was red with anger. I cried, but I dare not waste any more. I only remember a sentence that my mother repeated many times: "You think you are easy to waste, but how many people live a miserable life!" At that time, I walked to the first stop of growth with tears in my eyes.

At school, I began to learn pinyin, Chinese characters, Tang poetry and Song poetry, China people and the country. The Chinese teacher is a square old man. He has a short and thick black beard, a few thin hairs on his bald head, and his eyes are always narrowed into a crack. His back is straight and seldom bends. He likes to walk around in class in blue plaid, telling us about Qu Yuan, Wen Tianxiang, China's * * * production party, anti-Japanese and new China. At this time, he always holds his head high and holds a book excitedly. His body trembled slightly, and generate's eyes shone wonderfully. He said, "We can't forget these histories. We should always remember that we are from China!" My initial ignorance has faded, and I have ignited the blood in my heart-I have grown up again.

I read more and more books, and I am getting closer and closer to the finish line. I lost the game again and fell to the bottom in an instant. After reading so many books and doing so many problems, how did you still fail? Distracted in class, in a daze after class, life is blurred. The moment I opened the book, I was pulled back to reality. "Don't stop at the same place because of one failure, the beauty will only be ahead." Words, like clear water, awakened my lost heart.

So grow up slowly, get off the ferry and look for the next direction.

In this way, I grew up slowly and got full marks in the senior high school entrance examination.

Motherly love is like a rain, which moistens my heart during drought; Like a tree, it cools me when it is hot. Mother, with her hard work, paved a bright future for me. Just grow up slowly under the nourishment of maternal love.

"Let's eat, let's eat." With a clear and loud call from my mother, I quickly ran from the sofa to the table. My mother put a big fat fish belly in my bowl and said, "Son, my mother finally bought a big fat fish today. Just try it. How does it taste? "

Every time I eat fish, my mother always chooses fish belly meat without thorns for me to eat. Smelling the scent of shredded ginger and chopped green onion, looking at the burnt skin and white and tender fish makes people drool and reluctant to eat. I first sniffed with my nose and greedily inhaled the aroma, which made me feel intoxicated. Then I put a small piece in my mouth with chopsticks and tasted it for a while. It's really fresh, refreshing and fragrant. This is a unique taste that only a mother can make! I can't help but give a thumbs-up and praise: "Well, it smells good! Delicious! " My mother looked at my satisfied expression and said happily, "Eat more when it's delicious!" " "I kept putting food into the bowl, and I said," Thank you, Mom! ""Mother said lovingly, "This child is really."

Such a day flows away in the symphony of pots and pans, and my figure is also jointing in the change of food. I naturally enjoy maternal love, comfortable and satisfied; The mother also manages her son as always, hard but happy.

After entering junior high school, my muddled learning attitude finally angered the teacher and invited my parents. Although my mother was depressed and even angry, she didn't scold me, let alone punish me. Instead, she told me her experience and what she expected of me. My mother's calmness and understanding aroused my deep reflection.

My mother took me to live alone when I was four years old. She started her business in Songzi county, then went to Guangzhou to work, and then went to Dalian to develop. Now, in order to take care of me conveniently, she has returned to Jingzhou to open a shop. In the past ten years, she has been wandering around, and the hardships during the period can be imagined! It turns out that the delicious food in my bowl, the seasonal clothes on my body, all kinds of snacks in my mouth and pocket money at hand have soaked my mother's hardships and efforts. I finally understand: I am a junior high school student, and I am no longer a child. I want to take responsibility, and I want to repay my maternal love.

In this way, I grew up in my mother's delicious food and inspired by my mother's love.