Grade three primary school students’ composition: growth story composition

Ⅰ Composition on the growth story of primary school students

"Growth"

The years of growth are like running water, coming and going in a hurry. Before you know it, it’s that time of change again in the year. Around every child like me, there are happiness and troubles that irrigate our growth.

Happiness and troubles are always two inseparable souls, they illuminate each other. Almost all people don't want troubles to stay around. They just want to be happy, thinking that without troubles, happiness will always be with them. Some people feel that there is no happiness in the world, that fate is always playing tricks on them, and that the worries in their minds prevent them from imagining what happiness looks like. But I don’t think so. The Creator created the two poles of things: light and darkness, black and white, justice and evil... Only when happiness and troubles are present can we have a regretless growth experience.

Have you missed the joy of growing up?

A year passed in a hurry, and when the clock struck zero, I grew up again. Counting the happy things in the past year, I really couldn’t remember them at first. Think about it more carefully? Got it! It’s so fun to participate in the school’s military training! The school organized an autumn outing and we had so much fun! We also went to see a concert. The scene was so exciting! Also, every time I do homework, I always do it twice as fast as other students. Before others have finished, I am already reading extracurricular books! There are also times when I win prizes in competitions; when I make new friends; when I receive gifts on holidays... Think about it seriously, in just one year, so many shining stars have been added to my growth record. This is not the literary knowledge that can be learned by "studying hard in the sea", nor is it the problem-solving ideas that can be understood in Olympic mathematics. This is happiness as sweet as candy. I still have the stubbornness to refuse to admit defeat and the naughty rebelliousness. As I grow up, I vigorously catch up with the pace of growth and hold on to the bright years.

I chuckled when I thought of this. It turns out that the joy of growing up has not slipped away, and I have captured it all. I was as satisfied as getting candy and couldn’t wait to get to my next destination.

Are the pains of growing up a joy or a worry?

Everything has shortcomings, and it is these flaws that create real perfection, and it is the troubles that make the originally colorful growth path more gorgeous. Growing up means saying goodbye to the past and everything I miss and can’t let go of. The memories of our childhood are endless, and everything makes us happy and moved. Dolls, ice cream, carousels, these beautiful things will be left behind us as we grow up. Suddenly I woke up from my dream and cried for my mother. My mother said that when I grow up, I need to be independent and can no longer rely on others. My friends grew up with me, and I found that they understood me less and less, and often said bad things about me; my teachers did not care about me as much as before, but they did not understand me more and more... I experienced A lot of things I fear, I hate, and I don't understand why so many people are against me. I have countless troubles, and I can’t explain them all, but it is these troubles that have taught me the knowledge that happiness cannot give me: strength, understanding, tolerance... It is like a cup of tea, bitter when you first taste it, but the aftertaste is dull. endless.

The pace of growth continues, it cannot turn back, and there is no need to turn back. Only by understanding that you cannot grow up a second time can you grow up well and live up to the past few years. Whether it is happiness or worries, they all irrigate my growth and are the nutrients I need

Ⅱ 300-word composition on the story of growth

Sample essay:

1 I don’t know since when, I have something on my mind. My thin notepad has a small lock. I am more cautious in speaking and doing things. I am less naive and impulsive than in the past. I have learned how to get along with others. Be on guard.

I wonder if as people grow older, they have to bear more and more pressure, and things cannot be as simple and smooth as they were when they were young.

As we grow older, we no longer indulge in the games of the past. Playing house when we were young has long been a stranger to us. The flirting we had when we were children will not change in a hundred years, and it has long become a joke to us. Now we never dare to make any promises to others casually, and everything in the past has long become history. When you look back suddenly, you realize that all this has already gone away from you.

Yesterday I had an quarrel with Yue over a small matter. Today I still maintain a "distance" when I meet Yue. I know that if I have a falling out with Yue, I won't be able to fall out like we did when I was a child. You can hold hands and play together. As we grow older, we no longer are childish and innocent, but gradually mature and grow up. Self-esteem is also increasing day by day. Sometimes when you make a mistake, no matter whose fault it is, you won't apologize to anyone easily. If you have a falling out, it will be difficult to play freely as before. Instead, there will be an added awkwardness between each other. As time goes by, there will be an additional layer of separation. "Time can dilute everything?" But can it dilute the conflicts between Yue and I?

After bidding farewell to Ming in tears today, Ming boarded the train going north, and we have been separated by a world since then. The so-called saying "It's hard to see each other, and it's hard to say goodbye" is on the occasion of this farewell. It is vividly reflected that it is precisely because of the pain of separation that we cherish the togetherness we have now.

As we grow up, we have our own ideals and pursuits. No one will stay too long for an unnecessary station. It is precisely because of our pursuit that no matter how good we are in the past, Friends are now separated. The good ones may become better in the future, but the bad ones may become strangers when we see each other in the future.

In the last monthly exam, Jun won the title of first in the class, his vanity was extremely inflated, and his popularity was "an instant success", while Cheng "won" the title of the last in the class. "Championship", with such results, Cheng didn't shed tears, because he understood that men don't shed tears lightly, and if they want to shed tears, they can only be shed in the heart. As a result, Cheng was demented in class for several days.

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Growth is like this, there is laughter and crying, joys and sorrows and separation. In the passing years, we have gained and lost too much. Every smile of victory and every cry of grievance have made us understand a lot. In the days when we get together with friends, we learn to be patient, when we are sad and shed tears, we learn to get up, and when we achieve results, we learn to be humble. `````

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

When I was a child, I was innocent. We also made a lot of jokes. Thinking about it now, the memory is still fresh.

My parents are very busy at work, so I went to kindergarten when I was two and a half years old. At that time, Teacher Hou was in class, but I couldn't listen yet. One day, the children were painting, and I was rocking the chair below. The chair swayed and fell over, and I knocked on the corner of the table. My teeth cut a hole in my tongue, and the skin on my lips was scratched, and bright red blood flowed out. There was no way to apply medicine or bandage, so I had to endure it. I didn't shed a single tear. The next day, my mouth was swollen like a pig's mouth, so I went to kindergarten as usual.

As soon as I learned to speak, my mother told me to speak when I see people I know. Women who are about the same age as my mother are called "aunties", and women who are about the same age as my grandma are called "grandma"... Another day, the kindergarten was over, and I went to the school where my grandma worked. The teachers gathered around and asked me what I would call them. I opened my eyes wide and saw that some were called "aunt" and some were called "grandma". Teacher Ren came over and asked me what I wanted to call her. I looked at her for a long time and found that she was older than my mother and younger than my grandma. I improvised a name for her, "Grandma". When I called "Grandma", everyone present laughed. To this day I still call her "Grandma".

When I was in first grade, I started learning computers from my grandma. I learned to input Chinese characters, use Word to organize pages, and use Excel to edit various forms. I can also use Word to make a simple electronic tabloid! My greatest pleasure is browsing the Internet. I applied for a free online e-mail and the "Online Composition Textbook for Primary School Students", and there are already dozens of my "masterpieces" in the composition text. Recently, the "Changes" I wrote has been published on the "Online Composition for Primary School Students" website.

One day after school before the summer vacation this year, I was searching for information on the Internet in the computer room of the school. The English teacher (my master, he taught my father, so I call him this) asked me to find middle grade English exercises for him. I quickly searched it using "Internet". When you open it, you will see that it is a compressed file. First download it to the E drive. After the download is completed, find it and unzip it. The master looked at the topic and said, "Linlin, that's it. Arrange the pages and print them out with a printer." I did as the master said.

The teachers who were watching looked at it and said: "This little thing is better than us!" I heard the teachers' praise and I was very proud. But I will never be proud and will continue to work hard.

Childhood is beautiful, splendid and colorful. These things are great memories for me.

Ⅲ "Growth Story" Composition (300 words)

The road to growth

The road to growth is bumpy, and Flat. The ups and downs will require you to work hard on many things, but the ups and downs will mean that your relatives and friends will give you some help. The road to growth is both monotonous and colorful. Monotonous is studying most of the time, but colorful still has time to complete his own things. The road of growth is boring, but it is also interesting. Boring means having to do a lot of things you don't want to do, and interesting means doing things you want to do in fear when your parents are not around.

The first star when I was growing up was my mother. It was my mother who brought me to this strange world and helped me get familiar with it. It was my mother who taught me how to walk and let me use my feet to have fun. ; It was my mother who taught me how to speak, so that I can express my thoughts better; it was my mother who taught me how to read, so that I could discover the history of writing; it was my mother who taught me how to read, so that I could discover how long the history of China is. How interesting. The second morning star is my enlightening teacher. It is the teacher who brings me into the ocean of knowledge and makes me understand the joy of learning; brings me into the river of books and makes me understand that reading is an interesting thing; brings me into my classmates In the creek, I gained pure friendship.

It is inevitable that there will be bumps and tumbles on the road to growth. I remember one time, I participated in an essay contest with full confidence. I originally thought I would definitely win the first prize, but unexpectedly, my hard work was rewarded with a certificate of excellence. I was very disappointed, but failure is the mother of success. In order to gain this reputation, I studied composition papers hard, often participated in composition classes, and actively signed up for composition contests. Finally, I entered the finals of an essay competition, although I didn’t know the result yet.

Let’s work together on the road to growth.

Ⅳ Composition for the third grade of primary school "Write about an incident I experienced while growing up"

Opening the drawer inadvertently, I saw the broken ruler again, and couldn't help but think of it again a few years ago That incident before...

It was a mid-term math exam in the sixth grade of elementary school. The day before the exam, the teacher told us: "Students, there are drawing questions in this exam, so everyone must bring pencils and rulers." "That night, I reviewed late and didn't pack anything I needed to bring for the exam. The next morning, I opened my eyes and saw, ah? It’s already 7:30! Oops, I'm late for the exam! I got dressed in a hurry, put the pencils, erasers, etc. that were spread out on the table into my school bag, and rushed to school.

When I got to the classroom, I took out the things one by one. Pencil, eraser, pen, ruler...eh? ah! ruler! I forgot my ruler! It’s over, there are only 5 minutes left before the exam, what should I do?

I turned my school bag upside down and searched around the seat, hoping to find a ruler. But the miracle didn't happen. The schoolbag was empty, the ground was clean, and there was nothing. Alas, this is terrible. I don’t have a ruler. How can I do the drawing questions?

The teacher had already come in with the paper, and I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Suddenly, I heard a voice coming from behind me: "What's wrong with you? Did you lose something?" I looked back, but I didn't recognize it. The so-called emergency medical treatment, although I felt that he could not help much, I still told him that I forgot to bring the ruler. He sank for a while and said, "I'll give it to you." I was wondering when I suddenly saw him snap his new ruler in half, handed one of the pieces to me, and said, " "Here, take it and use it."

I took the half ruler, and a feeling of gratitude rose from the bottom of my heart, but before I could say anything, the *** rang and started. It was time for the exam, so I had to turn around and start answering the questions attentively, using the cut-off ruler to draw pictures carefully...

*** sounded again, and the exam was over. I let out a long breath. I turned around and wanted to thank him, but I didn't know what to say. He seemed to understand what I was thinking, smiled and said, "You're welcome. We should help each other. I'll give you that ruler." "After that, he picked up the things and left.

Looking at his leaving back and looking at the ruler in his hand, I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart.

Several years have passed since this incident, but I still remember it clearly and it will continue to remain in my heart. It made me feel the true love in the world, and I will continue to spread this true love. I hope that all people can feel this true love and pass it on

Ⅳ Composition Growth Story 350 The word left and right

Looking back suddenly, I found that we have grown up gradually. I don’t know when, the word 18 has been on our lips often. Once upon a time, I thought that 18 years old was so sacred. I only knew that when we grew up, we could fly higher and further. But at this time, when I really had to face it, I suddenly felt inexplicably at a loss. I worry about whether I can fully understand the rich connotations contained in the ordinary number of 18 years old, but I understand that 18 years old means responsibility. Maybe growth itself is a kind of responsibility! During the two years of high school, we spent our 6-year-old flowering season and experienced the 17-year-old rainy season without realizing it. We once sighed in confusion, and then searched for ourselves in peace. We grew up in confusion and peace. As a result, we began to get used to using our own brains to think about everything around us. Maybe this kind of thinking is superficial, but we, a group of proud but not blindly obedient children, are eager to bid farewell to our youthful ignorance with reason and maturity. 18 years old is an end and a beginning. At this moment, in the alternation between gain and loss, between pursuit and giving up, we feel happiness and experience pain. Almost all pain comes from chasing dreams. After we experienced countless pains to realize our dreams, we finally experienced joy, and then we realized that pain often breeds the seeds of happiness. Growth is not an easy thing, and pain is not necessarily a bad thing. In pain, we know that when reality cannot change, we must change ourselves in time, but we still love to bargain with reality because we deeply understand the situation. Love this world, this world of happiness, warmth, love and pain. In the process of growing up, we have learned to discover and cherish. For those small knots in our hearts that cannot be untied, we have learned to smile lightly and appreciate the beauty of its imperfections. Because we know that as long as we turn around freely, we can find new and beautiful scenery. Growth is a pain, but I don't want it to leave scars. Growth is a kind of transformation. Only after experiencing hardships can you break out of the cocoon. Growing up is often lonely, and you have to learn to cheer yourself up when no one is cheering for you. Don't be afraid, don't worry, face everything you encounter in your growth bravely and calmly to encourage yourself, give yourself faith, and give yourself happiness. In the journey of growth, what we need is calm experience, calm perception, and brave face. Standing on the threshold of adulthood, you may still see childish faces in front of you. His young and bright eyes revealed a hint of cynicism, and there was a hint of sadness hidden in his lonely smile. Maybe growth is like this: sadness and joy, loss and relief, noise and tranquility. The once bitter days have become fragrant in the memories. Whenever night comes with light steps, the bustling and noisy day gradually disappears. In the hazy and quiet night, I often fall into boundless memories. In my memories, the wishes and beautiful promises I once made, the persistent persistence and unremitting efforts have all turned into leaves of happiness, which I have carefully collected. Yes, growth records pain and also engraves joy. Along the footsteps of growth, step by step, we move toward maturity and the future. A happy thing when I was growing up. There are as many happy things as the stars in the night sky. Some of them have become blurred with the passage of time. But one thing happened during the summer vacation when I was ten years old. It's something I can't forget to this day. During the summer vacation of the year before last, I returned to my hometown. Once, my grandma and I went to the supermarket to buy things. There are so many people in the supermarket. The salespersons, uncles and aunts are all so busy that they are sweating profusely, but they still work tirelessly and seriously. How valuable this spirit is. Seeing that they were so tired, I couldn't help but said to a salesperson, "Let me help you." The aunt opened her mouth wide in surprise and said, "You... can you?" "Let me try, slow down." Learn slowly." Auntie agreed and asked me to watch first. She quickly picked up the code reader and pointed it at the barcode, and the price immediately appeared on the small screen. After taking all the photos, she typed a few letters on the keyboard, collected the money, and was done. Haha...it turns out to be so simple, I can't help but want to try it.

Oops, it looks easy but is hard to do. I was so clumsy that I finally finished taking pictures of the barcodes of the goods in front of me, but the letters on the keyboard seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with me, and I couldn't type a single one for a long time. The aunt laughed and said to me, "Let's do it. I'll type and you'll take the barcode." I readily agreed. Time passed slowly, I became more and more proficient, and the work went smoothly. I was secretly proud of myself when difficulties arose. A customer came over with a lot of things, and kept saying: "Quick, quick, I'm in a hurry..." Now I panicked, and the order was suddenly disordered, and some barcodes looked like It seemed like he was deliberately against me. I couldn't get in no matter what. It became more and more chaotic as I got busier and busier. In the end, my aunt helped me get it done. In a flash, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and I had to go home. Before I left, my aunt gave me a box of chocolates and said that this was my salary for today. I walked happily on the way home. Although I was sweating profusely, my heart was sweeter than eating honey, and I was indescribably happy. The box of chocolates in my hand seems to weigh a thousand pounds. This is the first time I have earned it through labor and hard work. I took a piece and put it in my mouth. It felt particularly sweet. Growing Pains I feel that there are many growing pains, and these pains are growing. My mother told me that I should lay a good foundation now to prepare for entering society and having a good position in the future. My mother also said that when a person has a social status, he will have money. Whatever you want at that time, you will have it, and you will never live a difficult life like a laid-off worker. So I was asked to study hard, learn knowledge well, and get into a prestigious university. If you have a good diploma, you will have a good job, and you will not have to worry about your future life. After hearing these words, I thought to myself, yes, my mother thinks about my future like an adult, and she will never harm me. As a kid, you didn't have to think about these things. After eating, you can go play, wander around, climb mountains, fish, and catch cicadas. After returning home, lie on the bed, cross your little feet, hum a self-composed song, flip through comic books, read fairy tale books, and feel free. comfortable. Things are different now. It seems that overnight, everything needs to be taken on and thought about. When the class chooses class cadres, the teacher asks every student to come on stage and say what position they would like to be in. When I got home and talked about this, my mother spoke up. Working hard to be a squad leader will not only train myself, but most importantly, it will pave the way for the future. Being a squad leader will make it easier to join the party in the future. When filling out any form, you will not say anything. I have never done any job. I am self-aware. With my ability, it is impossible to be the squad leader. My mother encouraged me, but I just wanted to be ordinary and study silently. I was tired of hearing my mother's constant nagging, and thinking about my mother's desire for her daughter to become a phoenix, I agreed. I went on stage to give a speech that day, and I said that I most wanted to be the class monitor. Although I had only been a propaganda committee member in elementary school, I had never held any position since then. I am not very capable, but I think that life should be about constantly improving oneself. Therefore, if I become a class monitor, I will try my best to help the class and do my best. When I walked off the podium, I felt very uncomfortable. I thought that what I just said was just lies and nonsense. I really admire myself for being so capable and making it up so well. It’s really painful to have to do something you don’t want to do but have to do it. Topic composition On the road to growth The road to growth is bumpy but also smooth. The ups and downs will require you to work hard on many things, but the ups and downs will mean that your relatives and friends will give you some help. The road to growth is both monotonous and colorful. Monotonous spends most of his time studying, but Colorful still has time to complete his own things. The road of growth is boring but also interesting. Boring means having to do a lot of things you don't want to do, and interesting means doing things you want to do in fear when your parents are not around. The first star when I was growing up was my mother. It 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 use my feet to have fun. It was my mother who taught me how to speak. , so that I can express my thoughts better; it was my mother who taught me literacy and let me discover the history of writing; it was my mother who taught me reading, which made me discover how long and interesting China's history is. The second morning star is my enlightening teacher. It was the teacher who brought me into the ocean of knowledge and made me understand the joy of learning. He brought me into the river of books and made me understand that reading is an interesting thing. He brought me into my classmates. In the creek, I gained pure friendship. Let us work hard together on the road of growth.

Ⅵ 300-word composition for primary school: The story of growth

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Ⅶ 300-word composition for the story of growth

In my life , has many growing experiences. Growth seems like an overturned "four-flavor bottle" with four flavors: sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy. This also means that on the road of growth, you will definitely encounter these four different flavors. Let me give you a brief introduction.

Bitterness: On December 4th, during the morning reading, we did not do the morning reading well, but instead made a mess of noise.

Because of this, the teacher took us to the small playground. As soon as we went out, a cold wind blew through, and my whole body shivered. The teacher said: "If you don't know the cold, you don't know what happiness is."

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We have been reading the text in the small playground. After a while, my face turned red and my hands became stiff with cold, but I did not shed a single tear because I knew: We are happy living in such an environment. Don't be born in blessings and don't know the blessings. "From then on, I understood: Life is not always smooth sailing. Only by experiencing it can we understand the true meaning of life.

These little things condense into a river of time, which makes me grow up and urges me to forge ahead. Only by comprehending, experiencing, and reflecting on one thing can you gradually grow up, become sensible, and mature.

Ⅷ The story of primary school students’ composition growth

Growth and troubles (Zhou Mengyu)

Thoughts after reading "Ai Wan's Narcissus Ball"

With curiosity and expectation, I opened "Ai Wan's Narcissus Ball". When I saw beautiful sentences, each one was ordinary and special. A string of fairy tales woven by Yuzhu fell from my heart. In the article, Ai Wan is ordinary, but she has an extraordinary combination of family members: the genius brother Ai Hao, the lively sister Ai Zao, and the competitive sister. Mother, considerate father.

In such a family, Ai Wan is insignificant and ordinary, so when faced with all kinds of growing pains, Ai Wan did not choose to avoid them, but faced them. It is her most shining advantage. Although she does not have the wisdom of her brother or the personality of her sister, she has a unique charm. She is like a narcissus. She does not have the beauty of a rose or the fragrance of a lily, but she has the uniqueness of a narcissus. The young Ai Wan learned to organize life for her brother, keep secrets for her sister, and share her mother's worries. This kind of obscurity but with a unique charm is like a blooming narcissus, isn't it? Her innocence is obscured by the social system and the rigidity of her family. In the eyes of her teachers and parents, Ai Wan is simple, but her faith proves to the world that she is great and a good girl. It is a happy thing, but also a hard thing. There are many secrets, many worries, many confusions, and many disillusions in the process of growing up. Only by experiencing it can we appreciate the sweetness after hardships and the rainbow after the storm. When there are many things in life that are unbearable, you should work hard to overcome them. The daffodils will bloom again and they can be planted again. If you fail, you can stand up and try again, because failure is the cornerstone of success. . So Ai Wan silently accepts her mother's injustice. Ordinary Ai Wan is like a daffodil in a conch basin. She is quiet and low-key. Although others have no intention of fertilizing the daffodils. It led to an unexpected mistake, but Ai Wan struggled for a moment and gave up complaining. Her ability to understand "unintentional mistakes" and have a tolerant attitude is the turning point that can light up her destiny.

Ai Wan's childhood was hard and repressed, but her repressed experiences will allow her to understand the ways of the world as she grows up. She has a pair of unique wings that can help her become famous and achieve great success. Only later will Ai understand: The world is like this, and so is life. The world will not change you but you can change the world.

I once dreamed of dancing on the black and white keys with my dexterous hands. Weaving new legendary myths with music, I dreamed of having my name appear on the famous piano score, and dreamed of playing my own music in the concert hall, but everything was just an impossible dream, an impossible dream. During my hard life as a piano student, I encountered various setbacks. I cried and wanted to give up. I was confused and wanted to give up. I was silent and wanted to give up. But my reason told me clearly that I could not give up my dreams or my superior conditions just because of my personality. .

I was wandering in self-blame and loss. I originally thought that my innocent and simple dream was within my reach, but now I gave up on my original choice because of hardship and hardship. I was laughing, smiling bitterly, laughing at myself for not being able to face reality, and laughing at myself for being too cowardly. Since watching "Ai Wan's Narcissus Ball", I feel that the stone has been lifted off my shoulders, and a kind of comfort and calm have filled up the irritability in my heart. Ai Wan can not flinch when encountering troubles, but chooses to face them. I'm not Ai Wan, but I can at least be as ordinary as Narcissus to tolerate all troubles. My mind suddenly cleared up - I knew what to do...

There were blooming daffodils outside the window. I sat on a chair and played Beethoven's piano music softly. The rain fell gently, and the clear sound of the piano flowed out as the tip of my hand slipped. The sound of the piano echoed in my ears for a long time, and the curling sound of the piano contained calmness, determination, and hope. I believe that in the near future, my original dream will definitely be painted with the sweetest smile.

The track of time is full of sweet sadness, and growth is a happy disaster. Everyone has longed for a better future, true friendship, and firm faith countless times, but that thing called time ruthlessly erodes everything about us. We pay the price for our growth. Even if we once ran forward happily, we are still so far away from happiness after all.

Thanks to "Ai Wan's Narcissus Ball", it is not only a book, but also a guiding light for growth. The secrets of this world unfold before our eyes at a glance. It taught me to face all kinds of troubles in this way. It taught me how to show a new side of myself to the world.

The sound of the piano broke the tranquility after the rain, and I was sitting on a chair playing