From small to large, write a composition of 200-300 words in the first grade.

The years of growing up are like running water, coming and going in a hurry. Unconsciously, it's time for another year to change. Around every child like me, there are joys and troubles that irrigate our growth.

Happiness and trouble are always two inseparable souls, and they shine on each other. Almost all people don't want troubles to accompany them all the time. As long as they are happy, they think that there is no trouble and happiness will always accompany them. Some people think that there is no happiness in the world and fate always plays tricks on them. The troubles in their hearts prevented them from imagining happiness. But I don't think so. The creator created two poles of things: light and darkness, black and white, justice and evil ... Only when happiness and trouble coexist can we have a regretless growth experience.

The joy of growing up, missed it?

A year passed quickly, and when the clock struck zero, I grew up again. Counting the happy events of the past year, I really can't remember at first. Think again? Got it! It's fun to participate in military training at school! The school organized an autumn outing and had a good time! I also went to the concert, which was really exciting! Also, I always do my homework twice as fast as other students, and others haven't finished it yet. I'm already reading extracurricular books! And the time when the competition won the prize; When making new friends; When I received a gift during the holiday ... seriously, in just one year, I added so many shining stars to my growth record. This is not a literary knowledge that can be learned by "learning the sea without limits", nor is it a problem-solving idea that can be understood by Olympic mathematics. It is as sweet as candy. I still have unyielding stubbornness and naughty rebellion. I am eager to catch up with the pace of growth and seize the brilliant years in my growth.

I giggled at the thought. The joy of growing up didn't slip away, but I got it all. I am as satisfied as candy, and I can't wait to go to my next destination.

The trouble of growing up, is it joy or worry?

Everything has its shortcomings, it is this shortcoming that creates real perfection, and it is the trouble that makes the original colorful growth path more beautiful. Growing up is to say goodbye to the past and everything I miss and give up. Childhood memories are endless, and everything makes us happy and moved. Dolls, ice cream, merry-go-round, these beautiful things will be forgotten by us when we grow up. I suddenly woke up from my dream and cried for my mother. Mom said that when I grow up, I will be independent and can't rely on others any more. When my companions grew up with me, I found that they didn't understand me more and more and often spoke ill of me. Teachers don't care about me as much as before, but they don't understand more and more ... I have experienced many things that I fear and hate, and I don't understand why so many people are against me. My troubles are numerous and unreasonable, but it is these troubles that have taught me knowledge that happiness can't give me: strength, understanding and tolerance ... it is like a cup of tea, which tastes bitter at first and has endless aftertaste.

The pace of growth is still going on, and it can't go back, and it doesn't need to go back. Only by knowing that you can't grow up again can you grow up well and live up to these years. Whether it is happiness or trouble, it waters my growth and is the nutrition I need!