How to write an interesting story about my growth story?

1. Interesting stories written at home in kindergarten growth records.

The world in children's eyes is colorful, the language in children's mouth is childish and lovely, and the actions made by children are humorous and interesting ... What a meaningful thing it is to record many interesting stories of children and their innocent words when they were young in our kindergarten! Please follow us into the world of children. ● Bao Xiao's two front teeth began to shake, and the baby immediately told the outside ... Grandma, grandma said, "My brother's deciduous teeth (deciduous teeth) need to be changed." My brother was anxious: "Who said that my teeth are deciduous teeth? I have teeth to eat. " The baby said, "Brother, your rice teeth have been changed. Do you want to change them into steel teeth?" ● One day, my mother was talking to someone: "I haven't heard of this kind of deer running electric cars." Hearing this, Yue Yue said in despair, "Mom, this road is for walking. How can it run? "

2. How to write my growth story composition?

On the road of life, everyone will encounter difficulties, but as long as we learn to face them and never give up, I believe they will be defeated by you one day.

I have encountered many difficulties, which have been bothering me, but I must face them bravely, because I will encounter more difficulties in my later life. So I must summon up courage to overcome them. I believe that difficulties will yield to me one day, hehe! Hey! Let me tell you something! You will find it very interesting.

I used to have a grudge against rats, but now I don't. The reason is-

Once when I was sleeping, I was awakened by the sound of "knocking" in the middle of the night. I thought a thief had entered the room and walked out of the living room trembling, and saw a little thing staring at me with fierce eyes. I wonder what that is. The second I turned on the light, I stepped on the thing that disturbed my dream, and I almost fainted. When I looked carefully, it turned out that a hungry mouse came out in the middle of the night looking for something to eat. I sighed deeply and went back to bed. But then I gradually found that I was a little afraid of mice. I didn't expect that I was really a narrow path away from the mouse, and I had to deal with that mouse when cleaning.

It came out of the kitchen and walked into a corner. I was startled by it. I thought: We must kill this mouse, otherwise we will often see it. So I picked up my broom and walked slowly to the corner. I didn't expect the mouse to be so stupid that it was dangerous to stay there. Regardless, I raised my broom and hit the corner. After a period of "war", I got rid of the threat of rats after that.

After this, I found myself growing up a lot. I also understand that difficulties are not terrible, and everyone will grow up after encountering difficulties. I also learned here that when you encounter difficulties, you should face them bravely. Nothing in the world can't be solved. Trust me!

3. How to write my family growth story

In the process of people's growth, the relationship with the family is generally from their own ignorance to harmonious coexistence with the family, to the prominent contradiction with the family when their character is established, and finally to their own understanding of what the family has done for themselves, forming gratitude and nurturing feelings for the family.

4. How to write my growth story?

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.

5. How to write my growth story?

The story word of growth is 20 15- 10-03.

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junior two

poetry in prose

The long river of time is moving slowly, and you haven't had a chance to think about how to stop the time train. Time flies, I don't want to be so old. Think back to those years. I still remember those happy and sad stories.

In memory, childhood is the happiest time. At that time, there was no homework and nothing to worry about. When I was in kindergarten, my teacher taught me to read numbers, words and recite poems. Today is really easy for me. At that time, when I was shopping with my grandfather, I saw a wide range of advertisements and always pointed my finger at them. Out of curiosity, he said, "What's that word?" . They always answer patiently and sometimes they are stumped.

Carefree time is very short, and I realized the concept of going to school for the first time. Although primary schools are no longer free, they have more friends and more knowledge. I still vaguely remember that in the huge playground, big brothers and big sisters put on bright red scarves and listened to the instructor's speech: every red scarf was dyed red with blood by revolutionary ancestors, and every red scarf was a corner of the national flag. Although I can't count how many national flags so many people have to cut. But there seems to be a heavy burden on my shoulders. The red scarf fluttering on my chest seems to be a medal of honor, and my heart is full of sacredness. My eldest brother, who gave me the red scarf, nodded in agreement. How solemn! Now, diluted by the world, we no longer shout "I am a red scarf." I wouldn't be so excited. Maybe it's a "corner of the national flag" in the school store for only one yuan.

The third year of high school arrived, which made me know what homework is and what friendship is. I still remember that time: "buddies", playing football together, chatting together, and finally having a good time. Once, we agreed to play football on the playground. Because there are many buildings around the playground, one of my classmates has a big foot, and the ball hit the glass of a family and never came back. We made a hasty escape. Soon, the lion's roar came from the "black hole" No one caught up with the scolding, but we knew it was wrong, and collectively came out to apologize and collect money to return the glass. This is a friend's direct "share weal and woe." I haven't seen these friends who parted ways for a long time. When can I thank them for their company?

With the advent of junior high school, I am happy to shuttle between home and school. Going out early and coming back late is very tiring. I can accompany my family and friendship every day. My parents are getting older and older, and I really want to say thank you for everything they have done for me. Junior high school made me realize that I cherish everyone around me and appreciate everything they have done for you.

Growth is a process of transformation. From naivety to maturity, I will continue to know and feel in this process.

6. How can my parents' growth record book write my growth story?

There are countless attempts in life. I tried to raise my hand to speak, try to participate in the competition, and try to cook by myself. It is in the process of trying that we gradually understand the rules of this world. However, the attempt I want to write may be unremarkable in the eyes of others, but it is a transformation for me.

When I was young, my mother was very strict and demanding. I have been a good baby since I was a child, and I have grown up all the way. Although I have won many achievements and honors, I always abide by the rule of self-knowledge in my heart. However, I have never wanted to break free. They are just hiding in a corner of my left atrium, ready to act. I thought I could keep the thoughts that have whizzed in my ears for countless times and prevent them from taking root, but I really tried.

It was a rebellious period. The madness and unwillingness in my heart accumulate bit by bit like toxins, and the pressure that comes from all directions has seized the throat of reason. It seems that I just had a quarrel with my mother. For the first time in my life, I picked up my schoolbag and ran out of the door. I know I must have broken her heart. It's just that I'm blinded by the joy of freedom. Whether I listen or not, life is rarely what I want.

Stop and go all the way, my backpack is heavy and huge, my shoulders are sore, but my heart is clear and bright, as if I had just been born in this world. Passers-by have different eyes. I just keep starting my steps and listening to my inner wishes. When I am on the road, I never need to think about the past and the future.

That's why I'm so obsessed with walking.

Travel-stained, energetic, like a reckless traveler.

I walked all the way to dark and finally reluctantly went home. I don't know if this can be called running away from home. At most, it is a small betrayal day after day, and it is an abrupt break. So far, I have come to feel sorry for myself, so naive, but I can't completely escape for a long time. It's very late to go home. The light is still on and the food on the table hasn't moved. My mother is sitting on the sofa, watching me. I quickly recovered into a pool of stagnant water without losing my temper. I turned around with relief, but I heard a faint sob behind me ... My mother collapsed on the ground with relief, tears streaming down her face, and her skirt was as wet as spring water. I've never seen my mother so out of control. It hurts. She tried not to make a sound, and the whole person was as weak as a catastrophe, but.

This is a doomed attempt, but I really feel the taste of growing up. It taught me how to take care of others' feelings, learn to accept others' feelings, and most importantly, know how to hide my unwilling dreams, and firmly believe that one day they will shine brilliantly and know how to endure.

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On the long road of life, we will face countless attempts and countless choices. However, some people flinched before these attempts. They are afraid of failure, and I never know that I won't succeed if I don't try, but I won't fail if I try. How can I see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?

One year old? Timid

7. How to write interesting stories about children's growth in the file?

Writing idea: Write down the interesting things that happened at home in short words.

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1. On this day, Tian Tian ate slowly at dinner. Dad coaxed sweets and said, "Eat quickly. Dad will take you to the supermarket to play." Hearing this, Tian Tian immediately finished his meal. Then I urged my father to go to the supermarket. Grandma says it's too cold outside, so don't go. I only heard sweets say, "Is it cold outside? Didn't dad know just now? " Trying to cheat children.

2. One day, my mother was talking to someone: "I haven't heard of this kind of deer running on an electric car." Hearing this, Yue Yue said in despair, "Mom, this road is for walking. How can it run? "

One night, Niu Niu stayed up late and refused to sleep, so I pretended to sleep and ignored her. As a result, she said to herself there: "Hello, everyone, I am the familiar Hou Xinhang. When I was a child, I stayed in my mother's stomach. When I grew up, my mother spit me out. " Finally, he asked me solemnly, "Mom, am I right?" What's going on in the little guy's head?

On the way home, Hao Hao happily watched the cars coming and going on the road. Suddenly, the little guy pointed to the roadside and said, "Mom, look, there are many peacocks on the ground." Mother looked at the ground strangely. It turned out that several sparrows were jumping about. Haohao, you must distinguish clearly that this is a sparrow, which is very different from a peacock with colorful feathers.

5, one by one to pee, there is no toilet nearby, my mother found a big tree in the shelter, let one pull at the root, and said while pulling: "Big tree, I pulled a nutritious urine for you, grow up quickly." Mom interjected, and the tree said that your urine stinks. I replied one by one: "I am nutritious urine. Look, the trees are sprouting. " When we looked up, the tree did sprout, and everyone laughed.

8. How to write my growth story?

My story of growing up

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Hello, my name is * * *, and I'm 6 years old. I am very happy to share my growth story with you here. First of all, I want to share with you the story of my first time as a flag bearer when I was growing up.

This photo was taken by my mother when I was a flag bearer. Look, I'm the man in the photo, wearing a small navy uniform. I like this painting. I clearly remember that this happened shortly after the start of school in our kindergarten last autumn. In class, the teacher told us the meaning of the national flag and the national anthem. The national flag of our country is a five-star red flag. The red of the five-star red flag symbolizes the revolution. The big five-pointed star at the top left represents our Greater China. This big five-pointed star, together with the other four small five-pointed stars, symbolizes the great unity of the revolutionary people under the leadership of China. The national flag is the symbol and symbol of our country, and every child should respect and cherish our national flag. Our national anthem is march of the volunteers. Do you remember: "get up, people who don't want to be slaves!" Build our flesh and blood into our new Great Wall. When the Chinese nation reached the most dangerous time, everyone was forced to make a final roar. Get up, get up, get up! We are United and braved the enemy's gunfire! Braving the enemy's gunfire! Forward! Forward! Enter! " It was Chairman Mao who chose this song as our national anthem. Chairman Mao's old man wants to educate us never to forget the national humiliation and be prepared for danger in times of peace! "Young people are strong, China is strong", we are the flowers of the motherland, the future and hope of the motherland. We should develop good habits, form correct moral concepts, have strong physique, extensive knowledge and wise thinking, and shoulder the tomorrow of the motherland. I believe we can all do it.

In this flag raising, I am a sacred flag bearer. Under the auspices of the director's aunt, we flag-raisers, guarding our national flag, strode on the flag-raising platform and watched the bright five-star red flag slowly rise under our escort in the solemn national anthem. I feel like a man. From kindergarten to big class, from watching my big brother and big sister raise the flag to becoming a sacred flag-raiser, all of them can be traced back to the traces of my growth, inspiring me to make great strides and write a bright future. Thank you, my sea kindergarten!

This photo shows me riding a bike. When I took this photo, it happened to be last spring, and I just turned 5. Look, I ride a bike very well. Thanks to my mother and my friends. It was my mother who taught me to ride a bike. It is the companionship of friends and friendship that makes my bike ride better and better.

In my growing experience, there are many stories and many people to thank. Thank you for training and educating my teachers! Thank you for giving me life and care for my parents! Thank you for the friends who grew up happily with me!

Thank you!

Hello everyone! My name is Dongdong. I am over 4 years old this year. I have been in the park for a year and a half. In this year and a half, I have always disliked kindergartens, and now I like kindergartens. From not knowing how to dress and wear shoes to many changes now, and so on, all depend on the efforts of kindergarten teachers, their families and themselves. I hope that under the guidance of teachers and parents, there will be greater changes in the future, and I will work harder.

9. How to write my growing story at home for kindergarten parents' homework?

This September is destined to be unforgettable, because Tong Tong, who is two and a half years old, is going to kindergarten! On the first day of school, Tong Tong was very excited, but Tong Ma was very upset and always worried about whether she could adapt. Fortunately, this time passed quickly. A week later, although Tong Tong cried for a while every day, he asked him if he wanted to go to kindergarten. He never said no, which made us very happy. It seems that kindergarten is attractive enough for him. ... as parents, we don't ask him to be excellent in kindergarten, but only hope that collective life can bring him more happiness and gains. Gradually, he began to surprise us. One day, when I came home from work, I saw Tong Tong rummaging through his toys, wondering what he was looking for. I didn't care, so I just went my own way. After a while, I went to see that he had been sitting at a small table playing. It is not easy to let this runaway young wild horse sit quietly for a while. It seems that all the children who have been to school are different. I was thinking to myself when my son came with a small plate and said, "Mom, please eat jiaozi!" " "There are some dough balls of different sizes on that plate, which are not particularly round or ugly. But at that moment, I was really moved. I quickly picked up the plate and had a delicious meal. No one knows Tong Tong's shortcomings better than I do. Since he was a child, he likes to play ball and car with his father, who is a PE teacher. When he was less than two years old, he would ride a bike around. The scooter my aunt bought was a birthday present for his second birthday. He plays well in a day and his motor cells are developed. However, the development of small finger muscles makes me a little worried. He is not good at drawing, and he is reluctant to insert small building blocks, let alone make them by hand. It can be said that he is not competent for all delicate and patient things. Although I also tried to cultivate his ability in this field, I lacked professional knowledge and he was not very interested, so I kept it from the beginning. My son, whose fingers are not dexterous enough, can actually rub out a plate of "glutinous rice balls" with plasticine for his mother to eat. How can he not surprise me? Later, I learned that in kindergarten, the teacher taught them many games with his fingers, such as rubbing plasticine, inserting snowflakes and rubbing paper balls. I believe that with the systematic professional training of teachers, Tong Tong's fingers will become more and more dexterous!

10. How to write a composition about interesting things at home?

We often have news. If you don't believe me, please listen to me One night at dinner, my mother scolded me for something. The more I listen, the more annoying I get. I was just about to answer back. It suddenly occurred to me that my mother is an elder and should not make uncivilized words and deeds, so I changed my mouth and said, "My mother is really like a dog's mouth." "Ha ha" My father and I burst into laughter, and the room was full of excitement. I turned to look at my mother again. She was about to blame me. I said humorously, "OK, OK, my mother is going to curse." Laughter rang out again in the room. Once, my whole family got together to watch the opera channel of CCTV 1 1. At this time, a shot appeared, drawing a big square and dividing it into four squares. Write "drama" in the upper left corner, "music" in the upper right corner and "wind" in the lower left corner. Mother read: "the style of opera." The father on the side smiled and said, "It should be a collection of operas." Mother said, "There is no such word as collecting wind." Dad asked, "What is elegance and what is collecting wind?" "Elegance refers to the behavior of people or animals," mom said. Dad went on to say: "collecting wind means that expert actors wait for their subordinates to collect and search, ask questions and experience life." They all insisted on their opinions and argued endlessly. At this time, my father asked me to "reason". Because I often work at home and don't want to make a decision. If I make a mistake, I will be blamed, but I can do it both ways. In this case, I had to say vaguely, "The camera was too fast just now. I haven't seen it clearly yet? " Later, the camera was released, ending the "debate". Interesting things often happen in my family. Sometimes you can learn some knowledge, which is both interesting and long-term.