Examples of self-growth stories

A. My growth story (give two examples)

I have grown up again > Story composition 400 words

In the process of growing up, I not only grew taller, but also grew taller and learned a lot about life. I have changed from a child who only knows how to play crazily to a big child who knows how to care about others and study hard.

On a sunny Sunday, my good friend and I played in the garden of the community. When I squatted on the ground to observe the grass on the roadside, I turned around and suddenly found an old woman holding a little sister in her left hand and pushing a stroller in her right hand, and passed a hurdle. However, grandma can't get through no matter how hard she pushes. The people sitting in the shade were talking and laughing, but no one came forward to help grandma push the cart. I ran to grandma, stretched out my hands and pulled the stroller over the railing. Grandma was very happy and kept saying to me, "Thank you, little classmate!" " "I said to my grandmother," Grandma, you're welcome. " Grandma smiled and held her little sister out of my sight.

Walking on the way home, I feel that I have really grown up and matured, because I have learned to care about others. As the saying goes, "don't do it with kindness and smallness." Don't stop doing a good thing just because it is small. Even if you just smiled a pen at your classmates and helped grandma push a car, it's a good thing. Good things are accumulated bit by bit. Helping others is beneficial to our growth.

B. What are the material events in the composition of my growth story?

When I was a child, I was very afraid of teachers. Seeing a teacher is like a mouse seeing a cat. I always rack my brains to find ways to escape him.

I'm afraid the teacher is completely influenced by my parents when I was a child. At that time, I was eager to go to school, so I quietly learned a lot about school. Especially about teachers. Teachers teach us knowledge, teachers have knowledge, and teachers are respected and loved. In my mind, a teacher is God, and I imagine that I can be a teacher one day. But my parents always say when I don't listen, "Your teacher will punish you when you go to school, and you will be miserable, and many examples are given." I no longer think teachers are gods, but they are terrible, just like the devil.

Once I get over my fear, That year, a new teacher came to our school to teach us math. I am responsible for sending and receiving exercise books every day. The first time I walked in the teacher's office with my exercise book in my arms, I finally arrived at the office door.

I looked up at the house number. I hope, I hope I read it wrong, or it's not the math teacher's office at all. I secretly glanced inside, and the teacher was clearly inside! No, maybe I fainted! I looked inside again, and I was still a math teacher! I lingered at the door, thinking about going in, not daring; If you don't go in, there will be a class in 20 minutes, and there is no contradiction in your heart.

Seeing that the class was about to start, I poked my hand in my notebook. I suddenly thought of something and hurried back to the classroom. As a result, I was extremely disappointed. I want to ask her for help. She likes being with the teacher best, but she is not here. I cried bitterly. "Who have I offended? Why are you so miserable? " ! I can't help it I went to that hellhole again. I said to myself, "I'll be there in one, two or three minutes." So I counted "one, two, three" and just wanted to go in, my foot seemed to bounce back. Oh, no! Shit! There are only two minutes to go to class what can I do? Hey! I put my heart in my throat and raised my heavy feet ... When the teacher saw me, my heart thumped. I thought I was going to suffocate.

The teacher smiled and said to me, "Hurry up in the future, or you will be late for class." I don't know what to say. I ... I ... I ... My voice is so low that I can't hear myself. Ding ... Class begins. The teacher asked me to go to class and run out of the office, which made me feel very relaxed. At this moment, I seem to have exhausted my life's strength and handed in an exercise book for twenty minutes. Now that I think about it, I don't believe it myself

I found the teacher very kind, not what my parents said. The second time, the third time ... I didn't feel anything. Everything is used to it. I am not afraid of teachers. The teacher is still the god in my heart and the greatest in my heart.

I seem to have grown up!

C. Celebrity stories about growing up

1, "Juvenile Bao Zheng Learning Ruling"

Bao Qingtian and Bao Zheng, smart and studious since childhood, especially like to solve crimes by reasoning. His father was in close contact with the magistrate, and Bao Zheng learned a lot about solving crimes since childhood. Especially in the case of burning a temple to kill a monk, Bao Zheng peeled silk according to the clues on the spot, screened out the suspects, and pretended to be the king of Yan, trying to clarify the truth and help the magistrate catch the murderer and kill the people.

He worked hard to learn the knowledge of law and punishment, which laid a deep knowledge foundation for solving crimes and vindicating the people like a god when he grew up.

2. Story time of "Commander Niu" teenager * * *

* * * When I was a teenager, I often played with my companions on the hillside. When I play, I often miss the cows. Either the cows were not full at that time, or the cows went to other people's fields to chew crops. How can we not only ensure that the cows are released well, but also let everyone have fun? * * * and we discussed a way.

He organized his companions into three classes: one class looked after the cows and prevented them from eating crops; One shift mows the grass; Class one went to pick wild fruits. Shift work every day, watch cattle today, mow the grass tomorrow and pick wild fruits the day after tomorrow. In this way, everyone has his own job. Towards noon, everyone returned to the original party place. The children who watch the cows make the cows eat around; The children mowing the grass are full of baskets; The children picking wild fruits brought back many delicious wild fruits from the mountains. ...

At this time, * * * brought grass and fruit and distributed it to everyone reasonably. Sometimes it's not enough, and he scores less. If there is extra grass, he hangs it on the branch with a rope, and whoever can jump up and grab it will be his. With * * *, you can not only put the cows away, but also have a good time. So all your friends are willing to put the cow and * * * together and call him "cow commander".

3. "Lu Yu abandoned Buddhism and followed the text."

Lu Yu, a famous scholar in the Tang Dynasty, was an orphan since he was a child and was raised by a Zen master. Although Lu Yu is in a temple, he doesn't want to read Buddhist scriptures all day, but he likes reading poetry books. Lu Yu insisted on going down the mountain to study, which was opposed by the Zen master. In order to give Lu Yu a difficult problem, the Zen master better educated him and made him learn to make tea.

In the process of learning tea art, Lu Yu met a kind old woman. She not only learned complicated tea-making skills, but also learned a lot about reading and being a man. When Lu Yu finally brought the Zen master a steaming cup of Kuding tea, the Zen master finally agreed to his request and went down the mountain to study. Later, Lu Yu wrote the widely circulated Tea Classic, which promoted the tea culture of the motherland!

4. Let go of your thoughts and move on.

Mr. Zhang Daqian, a famous painter, has a big beard, and his thick beard hangs down to his abdomen.

It is said that a person was curious when he saw this and asked, "Teacher Zhang, do you put your beard outside or inside the quilt when you sleep?"

Mr. Daqian was shocked: "This ... I don't know. Yeah, why don't I care? Well, I'll tell you tomorrow. "

Going to bed at night, Mr. Daqian put his beard outside the quilt, which seems not quite right; It doesn't feel natural under the quilt. It's not appropriate to toss for half a night. Now he's worried himself. It was not a problem before, but now it's a headache.

The next day, Mr. Daqian said to the man, "Sorry, I really don't know where it is usually put." Seeing Mr. Daqian's eyes bloodshot, the man seemed to realize something and said guiltily, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, for making you suffer."

Mr. Daqian's troubles stem from trivial things that he usually turns a blind eye to and attract his attention. In life, mental fatigue is usually caused by artificial pressure on one's own thoughts. We care too much about everything, the unintentional comments of our neighbors, the small frictions between colleagues, the occasional scolding from our superiors, and the momentary anger of our lovers.

Who is so lucky that he has never had such an experience in his life: failure in exams, loss of opportunities for further study, dull love, family changes, frustration in work, no chance of being evaluated, hopeless promotion, threat of being laid off, and loneliness in his later years. There will always be troubles in life. Open your eyes vividly, close your eyes and there is nothing. If you remember everything, how can you not let people carry the burden!

5. Remember to "bow your head"

Known as the father of Americans, Franklin made outstanding achievements in his life, which is not unrelated to his visit.

Once, Franklin went to visit an old man. As soon as he entered the door, his head hit the door frame, causing him to rub with his hand and look at the door that was lower than the normal standard. Come out to meet his predecessors to see him like this, smiled and said:

"Does it hurt? However, this will be the biggest gain of your visit to me today. If a person wants to live safely in the world, he must always remember to bow his head. This is what I want to teach you, don't forget. "

Franklin regarded this visit as the greatest achievement, firmly forgot the teachings of his predecessors, and incorporated it into his life's life rules.

D. My Growth Story Composition Material Event

That moment is changeable, which can make you sigh the injustice of fate and make you feel that you have grown up instantly. ...

I still remember that moment. It was a night in the third grade. Moonlight shines on my desk and small bed through the window. I am doing more than a dozen calculation problems assigned by the teacher at the window. My eyes looked around from time to time, and suddenly something caught my attention. My father's calculator for work is on the table next to me. I crept over and took it away. For an instant, I felt uneasy.

In less than five minutes, I solved all ten problems, and then quietly put my calculator back. As usual, I proudly showed my homework to my father for inspection.

"Hey? How is it right and fast today? " Dad said suspiciously, "Go and get me the draft book." I was shocked. I knew the fox's tail was about to show, so I ran back quickly. "Draft book" Oh! Because I … did my homework quickly today and the draft book was messy, so … I threw it away. I told a random lie and thought I could get away with it, but my father followed me and continued, "Go and get it for me." Look at people when you are alive, and look at bodies when you are dead! "Dad's face became serious.

Alas, I have no choice but to pretend to look for it and think: alas! You are also true, stubborn to find stones with eggs. I know that things are irreversible, and the phrase "there is no limit to the sea of suffering, and turning back to the shore" flashed through my mind again. I immediately turned around, confessed the truth to my father, and told him the whole story. My father flew into a rage, like an angry lion. It was terrible. I stared at me and picked up something to put on me …

It was already late at night, and my father called me to his side and seriously asked, "Son, do you know why my father hit you?" "

"I know," I whispered, "I shouldn't use a calculator."

Yes, this is just one, and there is another, you are the future of the motherland. When you grow up, you should dedicate your blood and sweat to your motherland. In order to achieve your goal, you must not have a holiday in your study. Only by down-to-earth and step-by-step efforts can you hope to reach the peak of glory …

My father's words are deeply imprinted on my heart. Four years have passed, and at that moment, I still haven't forgotten them, because they have made me grow up and know a lot.

I have grown up.

Sometimes, wearing headphones and listening to one person telling another person's story will make my heart ache. Sometimes, when you see the familiar back on a familiar street corner, you will burst into tears; Sometimes, I suddenly feel that I have grown up. ...

Always think that you are mature, and when fate really challenges you, you will find yourself still naive. Standing in the corner of the school, the towering trees covered a piece of sunshine with dense shade and cast mottled shadows on the ground. This place is a small garden, which I call a "secret base". Every time I come here, I always feel that the sunshine is so soft that I can't bear to leave.

One day, I came here to look for my old footprints and saw a group of children playing here. Innocent, lively and lovely. I watched, thinking of my childhood and missing it very much. Suddenly, a little girl ran up to me and said, "Sister, do you buy sugar?" She mumbled to me with a lollipop in her mouth. He held a handful of toffee in his hand and shone brightly in the sun. I was stunned and immediately responded: "Good!" She laughs like melted honey. Some children are laughing behind her back. She turned around and glared at them shyly, but the children laughed more happily. She went on to say, "My good friend is ill. I'm going to sell sugar and send her a bunch of flowers. She will be very happy when she sees it. " After talking a lot, her face turned red and became more and more lovely. I gladly took out all the money. Not much, but you can give your love. They said happily, "Thank you!" Run forward like a fast rabbit.

I look up at the blue sky, and a sense of responsibility arises spontaneously. At that moment, I felt that I had grown up and had an emotion called sex.

The air is filled with wild flowers, and everything is beautiful.

I have grown up.

When I was a child, I was very afraid of teachers. Seeing a teacher is like a mouse seeing a cat. I always rack my brains to find ways to escape him.

I'm afraid the teacher is completely influenced by my parents when I was a child. At that time, I was eager to go to school, so I quietly learned a lot about school. Especially about teachers. Teachers teach us knowledge, teachers have knowledge, and teachers are respected and loved. In my mind, a teacher is God, and I imagine that I can be a teacher one day. But my parents always say when I don't listen, "Your teacher will punish you when you go to school, and you will be miserable, and many examples are given." I no longer think teachers are gods, but they are terrible, just like the devil.

Once I get over my fear, That year, a new teacher came to our school to teach us math. I am responsible for sending and receiving exercise books every day. The first time I walked in the teacher's office with my exercise book in my arms, I finally arrived at the office door.

I looked up at the house number. I hope, I hope I read it wrong, or it's not the math teacher's office at all. I secretly glanced inside, and the teacher was clearly inside! No, maybe I fainted! I looked inside again, and I was still a math teacher! I lingered at the door, thinking about going in, not daring; If you don't go in, there will be a class in 20 minutes, and there is no contradiction in your heart.

Seeing that the class was about to start, I poked my hand in my notebook. I suddenly thought of something and hurried back to the classroom. As a result, I was extremely disappointed. I want to ask her for help. She likes being with the teacher best, but she is not here. I cried bitterly. "Who have I offended? Why are you so miserable? " ! I can't help it I went to that hellhole again. I said to myself, "I'll be there in one, two or three minutes." So I counted "one, two, three" and just wanted to go in, my foot seemed to bounce back. Oh, no! Shit! There are only two minutes to go to class what can I do? Hey! I put my heart in my throat and raised my heavy feet ... When the teacher saw me, my heart thumped. I thought I was going to suffocate.

The teacher smiled and said to me, "Hurry up in the future, or you will be late for class." I don't know what to say. I ... I ... I ... My voice is so low that I can't hear myself. Ding ... Class begins. The teacher asked me to go to class and run out of the office, which made me feel very relaxed. At this moment, I seem to have exhausted my life's strength and handed in an exercise book for twenty minutes. Now that I think about it, I don't believe it myself

I found the teacher very kind, not what my parents said. The second time, the third time ... I didn't feel anything. Everything is used to it. I am not afraid of teachers. The teacher is still the god in my heart and the greatest in my heart.

I seem to have grown up!

E. Write your own growth story-(more than 400 words)

In our growth, we will experience many stories. Some people are happy, some people are sad, some people are wronged ... everyone's story is different, and they all shine with their own unique light.

When I was growing up, I will never forget one thing, that is, playing "Cats Catch Mice".

The rule is this: more than four people can start the game. The mouse has a "mouse hole" and the cat can't get in, but the mouse can't stay in the hole for a long time because they will starve to death; In addition, the cat has a bomb that can be thrown into the mouse hole. If more than one mouse doesn't come out in five seconds, guess and decide. If a cat catches a mouse, the caught mouse can't get into the mouse hole, and it will become a cat after five seconds.

The game is on! "I'll be a cat," Cai Changling volunteered. In this way, the other three people are all rats. We stayed in the cave for a few minutes and felt a little hungry. The cat was still eating and drinking there. We had no choice but to rush out. Who knew that the cat reacted so quickly that it caught a mouse at once, and that mouse was me! The other two mice reacted quickly and ran away at once. "Mouse" Wang Haoyang also said: "Tragedy!" I became a cat, and Cai Changling became a mouse. I tried my best to catch Chinese cabbage. Suddenly, I thought of a golden idea: I immediately called Wang Haoyang and said I wouldn't arrest him. He came with a grain of salt. I didn't catch him, but I chatted with him. When Cai Changling saw us talking, she came to our side. The time is ripe, but it's too late. I caught Wang Haoyang at lightning speed. When he knew, we were high-fiving happily in the rat hole. Cai Changling used his secret weapon-bomb. He threw the bomb into the mouse hole and stayed at the door. Just when we were in a hurry, we suddenly found a gap there and climbed out together. "We won!" Cai Changling can only look at us and cheer.

There were many interesting things when I was growing up. This is something I will never forget.

F. Examples of character growth stories

Although we grew up watching fairy tales, we understand that there is no pie in the sky. Even if you drop it, it's a trap. There is nothing in the world that you get for nothing. All success depends on our unremitting efforts. The ancients said, "No pains, no gains." I said that a drop of sweat is a harvest, and expecting others will never grow up. I don't know how much they have to pay behind their success.

It is precisely because they have paid more sweat and hardships than us that they are so great and have achieved commendable results. Compared with them, we are just ordinary people. Without extraordinary intelligence, we can't do great things. Although everyone knows to do their own thing well, there is still very little they can do. Some charming babies are repeatedly called by their parents when they get up in the morning, and some little emperors have to pack their schoolbags until now. When will they grow up like this? Do you have to take care of your parents all your life? Are you willing to be so mediocre all your life?

I think: success depends on your own efforts. Accumulate bit by bit, starting from the little things around you. Clean up your own room and cultivate your self-care ability. Do your homework independently and cultivate your thinking ability. Learn to wash your own clothes today and learn a skill tomorrow. Stick to it for a long time, and various abilities will accumulate together. Why worry that there is no chance of success?

G. the material of the growth story

Chen Jingrun apologized to the tree.

Chen Jingrun has been a studious child since he was a child. The knowledge in the textbook has long been unable to satisfy his appetite. Therefore, borrowing books for self-study has become Xiao Jingrun's daily routine.

One noon, Xiao Jingrun walked slowly on his way home. As he walked, he read the book he had just borrowed from his teacher. The contents in the book deeply attracted the little math fan.

Chen Jingrun concentrate on reading, subconsciously walking home, but slowly deviated from the direction. Suddenly, there was a bang and he ran straight into a tree.

Chen Jingrun pushed his glasses and said "I'm sorry" several times, but nothing happened. Looking up again, it turned out to be a tree. He was so fascinated by reading that he made a joke.

Zheng Banqiao skillfully explains couplets.

Zheng Banqiao, a great calligrapher in Qing Dynasty, was very sympathetic to the sufferings of the local people when he was appointed as a county magistrate in wei county. He often dresses up in disguise, visits people and understands people's feelings.

One Spring Festival, Zheng Banqiao planned to spend the holiday with people, so he wandered in the street alone. He stopped when he saw a strange couplet on the door of a family.

Zheng Banqiao stared at the couplets for a long time, sighed, shook his head and left. About an hour (two hours), a figure came slowly in the distance.

Zheng Banqiao came back and saw a bag of rice on his shoulder and a bag of clothes in his hand. Zheng Banqiao put things at the door of this family and knocked on the door.

The door was opened by a poor scholar with thin clothes and dizzy hunger. Zheng Banqiao sent something in a hurry. The scholar was very moved and thanked Zheng Banqiao. Children, guess how Zheng Banqiao met this scholar? ..........

H. what can I write in the story composition about growth?

1, you can write what impressed you the most;

2. People who have a great influence on themselves during their growth;

3. I have been to very interesting places.

Growth, like a river with a long history, has set off waves in my life journey; From small to large, like a lush tree, my footprints are recorded in the annual rings. Ah, my growth is like a poem and a dream.

The story happened in 2009. I remember that time, when I was 7 years old, my parents took me to climb the mountain. Climbing the mountain on the rugged mountain road, I was dazzled by strange pines and rocks of different shapes. One by one is a heartfelt wonder and admiration. Mom smiled and said, "It's true that the Five Mountains return without looking at the mountains, and Huangshan returns without looking at the mountains!" " "

At that time, I was still young, and I couldn't understand what my mother was saying, what are the five mountains and what are mountains!

My eyes were suddenly attracted by the strange rocks hanging on the cliff. I saw it had nothing to do with other stones, hanging there alone, as if someone had moved from somewhere and was crumbling. I'm really worried that it will be blown into the ravine by a gust of wind.

According to the tour guide, it has been here for many years. Legend has it that a magical stone flew from a distance. Therefore, people call it "flying stone".

"Mount Tai Xiong, Huashan Bao, Lushan Xiu, Huangshan Wonder". It's really a word: odd!

You should know the name of this mountain, right? -Huangshan.

In the process of growing up day by day, I am constantly changing, I am harvesting, and flowers bloom and fall quietly. There are many stories of growing up, including joy and sadness; The years of growing up are very long, and we need to seize every second of today and tie our hopes to the colorful clouds of tomorrow. Growth is a ribbon woven by hope, connecting memories and yearning.