The Story of Growing Up (400 words)

1 I don't know when I started, but I have a kind of worry in my heart. I added a small lock to my thin notebook, which made me more cautious in speaking and doing things, and less naive and impulsive in the past. I learned how to be careful when dealing with people.

I don't know if the longer a person grows up, the greater the pressure he has to bear, and things can't be as simple and smooth as when he was young.

As we grow older, we are no longer addicted to old games. Playing house as a child has long been strange to us. Hooking hands when I was a child, never changing for a hundred years, has long been our joke. Now we dare not make any promises to anyone casually. Everything in the past has already become history. Looking back suddenly, I found that all this had already left you.

Yesterday, I fell out with Yue because of a trivial matter. Today, I still keep a "distance" from Yue. I know Yue fell out, so I can't fall out this morning and play hand in hand in the afternoon, just like when I was a child. With the growth of age, we are no longer naive and naive, but gradually mature and grow up. Self-esteem is also growing. Sometimes when you do something wrong, no matter who is at fault, you won't apologize to anyone easily. After falling out, it is difficult to play freely as before, but there will be more embarrassment between each other. Over time, there will be more barriers. "Time can dilute everything?" But can you dilute the contradiction between Yue and me?

Today, after bidding farewell to Ming in tears, Ming set foot on the train under the North. Since then, the so-called "seeing each other late, parting longer" has been vividly reflected on this parting occasion. It is because of the pain of parting that we cherish the gathering we have now.

As we grow up, we have our own ideals and pursuits, and no one will stay too long for an unnecessary post. It is precisely because of the pursuit that our best friends in the past will be separated now. The good ones may be better in the future, and the bad ones will be strangers.

In the last monthly exam, the army won the title of the first in the class, its vanity was extremely inflated, and its popularity was "overnight", while the city "won" the "championship throne" from the bottom of the class. After this result, the city did not shed tears, because it was learned that men could only shed tears in their hearts. So, the city child in the class dementia for a few days.

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Growth is like this, there are laughter and crying, there are joys and sorrows. In the years that passed by in a hurry, we lost too much. Every smile of victory, every cry of injustice, let us know a lot. In the days of gathering with friends, we learned patience. When we shed tears, we learned to get up. After making achievements, we learn to be modest. `````

Behind everyone's growth, there is a story of their own, which is written with smiles, tears, success and failure as music scores.

I was innocent when I was two hours old. Also made a lot of jokes. Now that I think about it, I still have new memories.

Mom and dad are very busy at work. I went to a small kindergarten class when I was two and a half years old. At that time, the teacher was in class and I couldn't listen. One day, all the children were drawing pictures, and I was rocking my chair to play. I rocked my chair, fell down and hit the corner of the table. The tooth pinched a hole in the tongue, and the skin on the lips was scratched, and bright red blood flowed out. You can't take medicine, you can't dress it, you can only endure it. I didn't shed a tear. The next day, my mouth was swollen like a pig's mouth, so I went to kindergarten.

As soon as I learned to speak, my mother asked me to speak when I met someone I knew. A woman of the same age as my mother is called "Auntie", and a woman of the same age as my grandmother is called "Grandma" ... Another day, after kindergarten was over, I went to the school where my grandmother worked. The teachers gathered around and asked me what to call them. I opened my eyes wide, some called "auntie" and some called "grandma". Teacher Ren came over and asked me what to call her. I studied her for a long time. She is older than her mother and younger than her grandmother. I temporarily invented a name called "Auntie". As soon as I called "grandma", everyone present laughed. I still call her "grandma" until now.

In the first grade, I began to learn computer from my grandmother. I learned to input Chinese characters, arrange pages with word, edit various forms with excel, and make simple electronic tabloids with word! My greatest pleasure is browsing the Internet. I applied for a free email address and a "online composition book for primary school students" online. There are dozens of my "masterpieces" in the composition book. Recently, I wrote "Change" which has been posted on the website of "Online Composition for Primary School Students".

One day before the summer vacation this year, after school, I was looking for information on the Internet in the school computer room. My English teacher (my teacher, he taught my father, so I called him) asked me to find him English exercises for middle school students. I found it quickly with Baidu. Open it and see that it is a compressed file. Download it to disk e first, find it after downloading, and decompress it. Favourite looked at the topic and said, "Linlin, this is it. Arrange the pages and print them out with a printer. " I did as touts said. The onlookers looked around and said, "This little thing is better than all of us!" " I was very proud when I heard the teachers' praise. But I will never be proud, and I will continue to work hard.

Childhood is beautiful, brilliant and colorful. These things are good memories for me.

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

Happiness and trouble are always two inseparable souls, reflecting each other. Almost all people don't want trouble to follow them. As long as they are happy, they think that there is no trouble and happiness will always accompany them. Some people feel that there is no happiness in the world and fate is always playing tricks on them. The troubles in their hearts make it impossible for them to imagine 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.

Did you miss the joy of growing up?

After a year in a hurry, the clock struck zero and I grew up again. Counting the happy things in this 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, every time I do my homework, the speed is always twice as fast as that of other students, who 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 the literary knowledge that can be learned from "endless learning", nor is it an understandable problem-solving idea for Olympiad Mathematics. It is as sweet as candy. I still have unyielding stubbornness and naughty rebellion, eager to catch up with the pace of growth in my growth and hold on to that splendid time.

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 can't wait to go to my next destination.

Growing pains, is it joy or sadness?

Everything has its shortcomings. It is this shortcoming that makes it truly perfect, and it is the trouble that makes the original colorful growth path better. 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 left behind 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 me more and more ... I have experienced many things that I am afraid and hate, and I don't understand why so many people are against me. My troubles are numerous and unreasonable, but it is this kind of trouble that has taught me knowledge that happiness can't give me: strength, understanding and tolerance ... just like a cup of tea, it tastes bitter at first and has endless aftertaste.

The pace of growth continues, there is no turning back, and there is no need to turn back. Only by knowing that you can't grow twice can you grow up well and live up to these years. Whether it is happiness or trouble, it irrigates my growth and is the nutrition I need!

The road of growth

The road to growth is bumpy and smooth. Many things in the rough need your efforts, and friends and relatives in the flat will give you some help. The road to growth is monotonous and colorful. Monotonia spends most of her time studying, but Colorful still has time to do her own thing. The road to growth is boring and interesting. Boring, I have to do a lot of things I don't want to do, and I am interested in doing what I want to do when my parents are away.

The first morning star when I was growing up was my mother, who brought me to this strange world and helped me get familiar with it. It was my mother who taught me to walk and let me have fun with my feet; It was my mother who taught me to speak, so that I could express my thoughts better. It was my mother who taught me to read and let me discover the history of words; It was my mother who taught me to read and let me discover the long and interesting history of China. The second morning star is my first teacher, who brought me into the ocean of knowledge and let me know the fun of learning; Bring me into the river of books and let me understand that reading is an interesting thing; It brought me into the stream of my classmates and made me gain pure friendship.

It is inevitable to stumble on the road of growth. I remember once, I went to an essay contest with confidence. I thought it must be the first prize, but I didn't expect to get an excellent certificate because of my hard work. I am disappointed, but failure is the mother of success. In order to strive for this tone, I studied the composition book hard, often took part in composition classes, actively signed up for an composition competition, and finally entered the final in an composition competition, although I don't know the result yet.

Let's work together on the road of growth.

I encountered many things in the process of growing up, and one thing left me unforgettable.

Last summer, I learned swimming for the first time. Because I was afraid of water, I learned it once and gave up halfway. This summer vacation, I made up my mind to learn to swim. When I was just bored, I felt a lot of pressure when I put my head into the water, so I immediately raised my head. When the coach saw it, he kindly said to me, "It's always like this at first. Get used to it after practicing a few more times. " I plucked up my courage and practiced repeatedly according to the coach's requirements, and finally learned to be bored. In the next few days, the coach patiently taught me how to practice freestyle. When I first started studying, because I didn't master the essentials, I sank straight like a load and choked several mouthfuls. The coach helped me up and said, "Keep your hands and feet coordinated and keep your body balanced." I am afraid of choking and dare not swim forward. The coach saw me and encouraged me to say, "Don't be afraid, you can do it." After listening to the coach's words, I enlarged my courage and tried it according to the coach's appearance. Hey! Really can't sink. Through my efforts and under the careful guidance of the coach, I overcame many difficulties and finally learned freestyle and got a swimming certificate. Now I can not only freestyle, but also breaststroke and snorkeling! In the rippling pool, I swam happily like a fish, and I could swim 200 meters at once, reaching the level of college swimming course.

By learning to swim, I understand a truth: nothing is difficult in the world, only if you put your mind to it. As long as you take everything seriously, you will succeed.