My confused composition

In daily study, work and life, everyone has written a composition, and you must be familiar with all kinds of compositions. Composition is a narrative way in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. How to write a composition to avoid stepping on thunder? The following is my troubled composition of 20021,hoping to help everyone.

202 1 my troubled composition 1 everyone in the world has their own happiness and troubles, and I am no exception. My happiness and troubles are intertwined, forming my life. My happiness lies in a word' love'; My trouble is also a word' busy'.

The weekend between eyes is here again. I don't think it's time to play. Because hell will come to you soon. Look at the timetable: run in the morning and do morning exercises. When you come back, have breakfast, wash dishes and do your homework. Read at noon and sweep the floor and do your homework in the afternoon ... Don't faint. The weekend has begun. I just finished my housework. It's time to do your homework. When I opened my exercise book, Tim couldn't count it, thinking while doing it: Isn't it always said to reduce the burden on students? Why don't I feel less? ..... Ai, let's do the problem! I looked up at the sky, mom, it was already dark, and I haven't done anything yet! This weekend ended in my screams.

Although I have a lot of troubles, I am also happy. My happiness is accumulated by love.

I am a very emotional person and prone to ups and downs. But my family and friends will always be with me. I remember once I was depressed all day because of a classmate's little joke. My friends noticed my disorder and took the initiative to come and care for me. "How are you? Are you unwell? " "Xiao Fei was joking. Don't take it to heart." "Yes, don't take it to heart. If you are unhappy, tell us. " "Don't forget, we are good friends." A word of concern warmed my heart, and I felt something flowing in my eyes, which was about to overflow. I tried to shrink it back. Suddenly a warm hug held me tightly in my arms. It was a little dream. Finally, I couldn't help it. Tears overflow from the eyes, leaving two tears on the face and flowing into the mouth. I know that's the taste of happiness.

My life is full of happiness and troubles, and I love my happiness and troubles. Because if there is no trouble, how can you highlight the beauty of happiness? If there is no happiness, how to highlight the troubles of troubles?

202 1 my troubles composition 2 "oh, look at your hair! It's so hard to comb ... "My mother kept complaining while combing my knotted hair. I am a person who doesn't care about other things, but cares about this deadly hair.

Others want more hair and even buy additional agents; On the contrary, I want to have less hair. Whenever I walk in the street, I will look at others with black hair and a slender ponytail hanging behind my head; Or untie my hair and put it on my shoulders, ...................................................................................................................................................................... But I have a lot of hair and I can only wear the same ponytail every day. Every time I wash my hair, my mother recites the scriptures like a Tang priest and rushes to me like endless yellow river water: "Look at you, you have more hair and use so much shampoo!" " Well, I'll take you to get a haircut tomorrow! "

When I got to the barber's, I kept saying to the barber, "Don't cut my hair short, don't cut my hair short …" But my mother insisted against me, "Forget it, cut it short." I gave her a dirty look. "Kaka Kaka", my hair fell all over the floor. At this time, my hair is shoulder-length. After braiding, braids don't look like balls.

The worst part is that my mother will take me to take pictures after I cut my hair. "Ka", I am a tomboy in the photo. During the guzheng exam, my mother posted the photo of the tomboy without thinking. After the certificate was issued, the column of gender was wrongly written as male! The cat barks ... I can't laugh or cry.

Alas, it seems that hair is a powerful "enemy", and I'm going to fight a protracted war with it. ...

202 1 my troubles composition 3 troubles are like a very sweet candy, but sometimes they are a headache; Trouble is like a glass of orange juice, giving people a sweet feeling; Worry is like a piece of bitter and sweet chocolate, which gives us a feeling of happiness through hard work. You may or may not have a lot of troubles.

Once, when the test paper was handed out, the teacher said angrily, "Most people didn't satisfy me in this exam, only a few people satisfied me." We all know that the paper is difficult, and there is a lot of knowledge that no one can do. The most troublesome thing is that my grades are poor. I thought: This time is over. I'd better not tell my mother when I get home. But I thought about it again. The teacher said that students who didn't do well in the exam should also sign it. The teacher also specially said in the group that there would be a quiz tomorrow. At that time, I felt what despair was.

When I got home, I showed my mother the test paper. Unexpectedly, my mother was not angry, but calmly said to me, "I know this is a difficult exam." Do you understand? "

"I understand." I quickly answered. After my mother signed it for me, I went back to my room to do my homework. After finishing my homework, I went to bed. This trouble will be eliminated.

I remember another time, I was playing games with my friends. Suddenly, the headmaster came in to take pictures of our class and said that he would send them to the group of teachers in the whole school. It's really over this time, and our whole class will be scolded. Surprisingly, the teacher didn't scold us. This time it really escaped.

Although troubles have brought us a lot of trouble, maybe you are lucky enough to turn troubles into happiness.

202 1 my worry composition 4 I have a biggest worry-carelessness. This problem has been with me for three years and I have never got rid of it. Sometimes I say it's a follower, but it says, "I'm your shadow, and you can't get rid of it!" " "I have been trying to get rid of this bad habit, but I have never got rid of it, or I am careless.

"How can you be so careless? English capital letters are written in lowercase letters; Mathematics either forgets to add decimal points or does not bend; So is Chinese. What should not be wrong is always wrong. ..... the results are always not improved! " Since the first day of junior high school, this kind of words has often been lingering in the funeral March. Sometimes it is the words of parents' criticism, sometimes it is my self-training, and sometimes it is the sarcasm of my classmates.

Carelessness has always been my worry, and it is also my common mistake. I remember every math exam, I was careless and mischievous. Either you forgot to write the answer, or you misread the number, or you tried to write 10 but wrote 1. Alas! Carelessness has been with me since the third grade, and there is no way to find an effective way to put an end to it! I have made so many mistakes that I can't count them. Because of my mistakes, I sometimes joke. For example, even the children in the naive class can count, but I took the plus sign as a multiplication sign and the answer was written as 6. Sometimes I will tell the teacher confidently that you corrected my mistake. My classmates often laugh at my carelessness. What is more exaggerated is that some people can't stop talking and laughing for three days and nights. Look how careless I am! Accidentally-get out and disappear in front of my eyes!

Just at the last exam, my old habit was repeated. Look at that test paper. Well, I got 3 points for the topic that I can get full marks because I didn't write the conditions, otherwise I would have exceeded 90 points. I work hard to write my thesis every day, but I didn't get good grades in the exam. Did life really deceive me as the teacher said? There is another problem that I am best at and I usually practice the most to solve inequalities, but it is wrong! I must turn grief into motivation and get better grades in the mid-term exam.

Trouble is a little bitter gourd. As long as you taste it with your heart, it will be beautiful and sweet after the ups and downs. Let me savor my troubles with my heart.

202 1 my troubles composition 5 Chinese new year was originally a very exciting thing, but recently it has somehow become one of my troubles.

What I hate most is that people are rich. However, the Chinese New Year is a gun bump, which just violates my taboo. Yesterday, the old man wanted to send a birthday present. The younger generation generously gave the elders lucky money; Tomorrow, the elders will generously give the children some lucky money, human money and other seemingly beautiful customs. There is nothing wrong with giving people away, but some people are excited. They secretly compare each other to see whether I give more or you give more: you give 500, I give 600, you give 700 and I give 800. .............................................................................

In this way, you come and I go, and the money comes. What's the point of Chinese New Year? China New Year should be a time for family reunion and laughter, but now it is full of money. Those possessions that were originally paid sincerely have now become suspected of gambling, just as I once saw at a banquet: a white-haired old man staggered out of his seat, walked up to a dignified and strong child with trembling hands, took a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to the child with a smile. The child is like a black grape with a smile in his mouth. He thanked him sweetly and accepted it. On the other hand, when I saw this scene, I was all smiles. After the old man slowly turned to leave, I asked my child to give me the red envelope, keep it for me, wave his hand and let the child play elsewhere. As soon as the child heard that he could play, he ran away happily. She turned around, skillfully opened the red envelope and counted it quickly. Knowing this, her eyes flashed. After a while, she walked slowly to the old man and said to him with a smile: Dad, this is filial piety money given by my father and my child. Not much. I wish you good health in the new year. The old man shirked his responsibility and finally accepted it.

Recalling the innocent smile of the child and the shrewd smile of the mother, I was filled with emotion, and now it is gradually filled with money. Chinese New Year is no longer full of warmth. I just feel more and more troubles.

202 1 my worry composition 6 for so many years, there is a worry that has been bothering me. Like a dark cloud, it can't be dispersed, and it also affects my mood every day.

Look at the numbers on the electronic scale. Looking back, I used to run around the playground twice without catching my breath, but now I'm sweating when I walk. I feel like a bottomless pit. There is not enough to eat, and there is not a piece of meat missing.

I still remember when I first came into contact with coke, it was like discovering a new continent. After drinking a lot of carbonated drinks, my body expanded like an inflated balloon. During the summer vacation, I went to play with my friends. She wore shorts and showed slender legs, which made me envy. I had to wear a pair of cropped pants to cover my thick legs. Every time I go to have dinner with her, she eats a lot, but she is thinner than me! And I am a person who will gain ten pounds when breathing air!

I looked at my whole body and was angered. From that day on, I decided to lose weight. As the saying goes: shut up and take your legs. This sentence has always inspired me during my weight loss. I insist on running every day. Although I am very tired every day, it doesn't matter whether I am bitter or tired at the thought of changing from an ugly duckling to a white swan. In terms of diet, I also changed from the previous two bowls to one bowl. After more than a month of hard work, I finally lost a few pounds. But losing weight is not that simple. A few days later, I began to lose control of my mouth again. I looked at the big roast duck on the table and thought about how to reduce hunger. All my efforts were in vain, and then I didn't stick to my weight loss plan. I live an imaginary life every day, imagining myself after losing weight, but I have never acted.

Every day, I live a fantasy life, a decadent life, a life at home, and I look at my whole body but never stop.

Losing weight has been bothering me for many years, and my mother is helpless about it. I know that losing weight depends on perseverance and persistence, but it is really difficult to do this!

202 1 my troubles composition 7 I have to say that physical pain can destroy a person's spirit to some extent. Despite my efforts, I still can't overcome some force majeure.

From the pain at the beginning, it is difficult to even speak now, and many inconveniences in life hinder daily life and work.

Can't speak normally, which directly affects work efficiency. After all, even if I type fast, I can't compare with voice input of 200 words a minute.

The decrease of efficiency is undoubtedly distressing and helpless. We can only try our best to improve the efficiency of inputting words. As for some work that needs voice to be completed, it can only be put on hold for the time being.

I have to admit that typing is something that needs repeated practice to improve the speed. Practice makes perfect. If you don't focus on it, it's not easy to hit it blindly. If you think faster than you can type, you have to catch those floating thoughts, which are like flocs flying in spring and disappear if you are not careful.

It is difficult to explain something relatively professional. Sometimes I don't know if the other person's understanding ability is too poor or communication skills are not in place. When they finish, they can instantly overturn their own words, as if they didn't take their reply as the key information.

Some people's reading comprehension ability is also roughly equal to 0. It is clearly said that the situation is A, and they still have to ask whether it is B or C.

I don't know if such a day has any boundaries and when it will end. In my impression, I have been waiting for the "end", waiting for the pain to come to an end, but it is impossible after all. The road ahead is long and full of thorns. You can't predict which predictions will come true.

202 1 my troubles composition 8 open the valve of time, and troubles come like a flood. I often stop here and often see a lingering worry. It's the post of sports commission. Seeing this, you may think, why is being an official boring? Don't worry, listen to me.

Spring is chilly, and it is the time when it is warm and cold. Sure enough, "the hardest thing is interest." Although I was a sports commission, I had a high fever in the middle of the night for three days in a row, which completely defeated me. I had to take a morning off and stop running. When I sat on the steps dragging my tired body, I vaguely heard someone in the team talking about me. "Where does the Sports Commission sit?"

"Hum, Daxian asked for leave" ... I didn't catch it later. I'm surprised. Why can't I ask for leave?

I'm human, too! It is human nature to catch a cold and have a fever. Why? I'm not human? What's more annoying is yet to come.

Someone gave me a big "surprise" at the first physical education class after my illness. When I called everyone to line up, an "activist" was very active, and I couldn't hear my voice calling everyone to line up. I had to rush to scold him, but he ran away with a scream.

I had to walk back in distress situation. If it's nothing. Then the rest is enough for me.

One day I was walking happily when someone called my name in my ear. I immediately became alert and judged the source of the sound, just behind that wall. I am close to the wall. Listen. "Our class sports commission can be silly #"! It's the people in our class who are talking. My heart aches ... Turn off the valve of time, alas! Although there is a lot of trouble, the teacher gives me such a heavy responsibility.

What else can I do? I can only make the smallest screw, and maybe all my troubles will disappear.

202 1 my troubles composition 9 there is a baby at home, and the love of the whole family has been given to him; There are two treasures at home, and Dabao loves to divide them in half; When Dabao and Bauer grow up, Bauer is often angry with Dabao.

When I was a child, I lived a carefree life. I really answered that sentence: "Clothes come to reach out, and rice comes to open my mouth." But since my sister came, I have become Dabao. Since I became Dabao, my troubles have become my closest "friends", and all these troubles come from one person-Bauer, that is, my sister.

When my sister was a child, the love my parents gave me turned into a few words. I was only five or six years old then. I don't understand, the arrival of my sister means that the love my family gave me, like a punctured balloon, is rapidly decreasing. At that time, I was innocent, but when I thought of the kindergarten I longed for in my heart, my family had no time to love me.

When I went to primary school, I found that the whole family began to pay attention to my sister. There is nothing delicious and interesting that I didn't buy for her first. My sister cried and blamed me; My sister is ill, blame me; My sister's hand is broken, so it's my fault ... in short, as long as my sister has problems, it's all my fault. In this "blame me" environment, I went to junior high school and my sister went to primary school.

Since then, my sister has been angry with me in various ways: I threw the newly built "Dubai Tower" from the table to the ground; Just turn on the computer, my sister took it away; Hardly had I turned on the TV when my sister snatched the remote control board and turned it off. As soon as I picked up the phone, my sister came to rob it again ... If what my sister said was different from what I did, my sister would argue with me. At the end of the argument, I couldn't help hitting my sister, and my sister would take out her killer weapon-crying, the ending was predictable-and blame me.

Sometimes, I really want to ask my mother, "why did you give me a sister?" She was angry with me. Alas ... I almost vomited blood! " "

Other people's brothers and sisters get along well, while I get along well with my sister. This is a tragedy. Sometimes my friends are afraid of my sister, and her crying is deafening! Therefore, my friends seldom come to my house.

Alas, there is a little sister at home. When will this troublesome day end?

202 1 my troubled composition 10 "eat more, eat more!" My nagging aunt is online again, forcing my poor radish head to eat. I managed to finish a bowl of noodles under her threats and inducements.

Well, according to others, I am thin and small, with a monkey face. I can't help it After eating for more than ten years, it is not long. My mother said that I ate a heartless meal and didn't give her a long face at all.

My mother seized this shortcoming of mine and teased me every day: "My Xin Ming is like a monkey, and anyone who is two years younger than him is taller than him." I smiled and replied, "You are Tathagata, and I am the Monkey King. How can I grow up when you keep me under the Wuxing Mountain all day? " Others laughed.

Visiting relatives during the Spring Festival, my mother is still the same: "Ah, Dongdong is so tall and fat, and look at you, monkey baby!" " "I was so angry that I couldn't fight:" Everyone else only cares about length and doesn't think about it. I just forgot about length and my head sank, and I was crushed to death. "

"Ha, the new version of Journey to the West came out. The Monkey King opposed the war and broke Wuzhishan, even ignoring the Tathagata. " Brother is afraid of chaos in the world

I gave him a white look: "I'll deal with you when I go back to Huaguoshan!" " "

When he got home, his brother said to his mother, "Mom, find me a rope. I want to take him. "

I said, "You little demon, how dare you talk wildly and eat my old grandson!" Then there was a fight.

Up to now, I still keep my record: it's less than 70 kg, which is comparable every day, but I still mock me at my mother and my brother every day, which makes me feel ashamed.

"Eat, baby monkey." When mother shouted, the ground shook three times. I jumped in front of her and muttered, "I can't eat that much. Can I eat less?" "no!" Then there was a painful time.

Brothers and sisters, teach slimming methods for free and seek the secret of gaining weight for paid. I want to completely abandon my troubles and get rid of my mother's torture.

202 1 My troubled composition 1 1 "Alas!" Bad students are bad students. I often make mistakes in math exams, and I have to be beaten today. What should I do? Lao Tan's hitting the board will harm him all day! Blame yourself for not being able to calculate, wrong original question, and deserve it!

Watching the math class representative run out of the classroom to call Lao Tan, listening to the sound of his heart pounding, and imagining the scene that Lao Tan brought a "big gift" to every classmate made people fidget.

The math class representative came back, but Lao Tan didn't. I listened attentively to the "good news" brought by the math class representative: "Miss Tan, I'm not coming!"

"Yes!" The whole class cheered, and the originally depressed classroom suddenly became a lively and festive square. Everyone was depressed. After hearing the good news, the dark clouds cleared overhead, and they were full of joy, including me.

Sitting by the window, in order to verify the accuracy of the news, I stuck my head out of the window like a thief and looked around. Oh, my god, "the risk index is five stars"-Lao Tan appeared in my field of vision and went straight to the classroom. My heart fell into icehouse again, and even the smile on my face gradually solidified, so I had to comfort myself: It's a blessing, not a curse, but a curse. Who is afraid of who?

Lao Tan has entered the classroom, holding a "sharp weapon", commanding and smiling. With the groans and groans of the students, they began to be "punished". "pa!" "pa!" "pa!" ..... A series of harsh and cruel voices echoed in my ears. Seeing that Lao Tan is getting closer and closer to me, I can only sigh helplessly: long pain is better than short pain, and there is only one word "forbearance"! I resolutely put out my palm and closed my eyes. After the heavy board fell, I couldn't help but "Ah!" It's so loud, it's just a stick that gives birth to flowers! The place that was hit was "red outside and white inside", which was really amazing! It's amazing to see one brilliant flower after another on Lao Tan's face, coupled with relentless wooden sticks and unique skills! I have to sigh: Lao Tan will "torture" people ...

The calculation problem has become my death hole, which seems to be fatal. Alas, this messy calculation problem, which is difficult to solve, is really the chief culprit for my worry index to double!

202 1 my troubled composition 12 It was gray and raining outside the window. I hid in my room alone and cried, "Mom, are your grades higher than mine?" I can't help asking questions.

"Di Rinrin" is in class, and the teacher is curled up in the exam. When I looked at the result, I was suddenly shocked. Only 9 1 minute! My mind keeps buzzing like a fly, which makes me upset. How can I explain to my mother who is harsh on my academic performance? I didn't pay attention to the class all afternoon. Once, the teacher asked me to get up and answer. I didn't hear my name several times until my deskmate patted my desk and kindly reminded me. It's hard to get through school. I'm on my way home. It feels like a long way home. Originally, it only took ten minutes to walk, but this day it took twenty minutes. When I got home, my mother asked me how many points I got in the exam. I said to my mother in a voice smaller than that of mosquitoes, "9 1." At this time, how much I want to get a warm hug from my mother, and how much I want to hear her say to me in a gentle voice, "Nothing, come on!" Strive for the next test 100. "However, only you swore at me with a voice like a lion's roar. I am sad. Is the score really more important than me? Is it that you rank first in your mind and I am worthless, just a machine to help you improve your score? Do we have to add a wall to the mother-daughter relationship? That wall is part of the wall. No ... I'm really worried, worried about why my mother did this to me, worried about what I should do to make the score wall between me and my mother disappear, worried. ...

When I grow up, I have more and more troubles. At this moment, how I long to go back to that carefree childhood and play with my friends with the love of my family!

202 1 my troubled composition 13 there is a nagging woman in my family, and that is my mother. I'm tired of her nagging in my ear all day.

Before 7 o'clock in the morning, my mother began to nag: "Poetry, get up quickly, it is not high to study like a bed friend." I was immersed in a beautiful dream and was awakened by this sudden noise. I turned over and fell asleep again. After a while, my mother's second nagging began again. "Get up quickly, or you'll be late!" "She succeeded this time. I rubbed my eyes and began to get dressed. Before I could speak, my mother mumbled, "Go brush your teeth. You always don't brush your teeth in the morning, and then all your teeth are eaten up by insects! " "

I just came home from school in the afternoon and began to do my homework. My mother's nagging came again: "Your head is a little higher, and your nose is almost touching your homework. Do you want to be a giant panda with four eyes? " I must stand up straight. After finishing my homework, I said, "Mom, I have finished my homework. I want to go out to play. " Mom said, "Have you checked all your homework? Is there anything wrong? " I said confidently, "I have checked everything, and there is no problem." My mother took my exercise book and checked it. I glanced at my mother and saw her eyes. I realized at once that there might be a mistake. I'm going to take this book back and revise it. My mother's nagging started again: "How many mistakes do you think you made?" If you are more careful, you can do it right. ""are there two wrong questions? It is necessary to make such a fuss. Why don't you just change it? " I pushed it back. Mother threw my exercise book on the table and raised her voice and said, "Don't think it doesn't matter if you are wrong. What would you think if your teacher wrote your 100 as 10? More seriously, what will happen if the bridge engineer writes the data wrong ... "Mom's words opened the box again and began to be restless.

It's really annoying to spend every day in my mother's nagging.

202 1 my troubled composition 14 I graduated from the third grade immediately, and I never really thought about whether I had any troubles. Hehe, yes, there is no one in the world who is not worried. Some people worry about how to make more money, others worry about how to find a girlfriend they like. What I worry about is how to study hard and improve my grades.

Life is inevitable, even if you are sad, your grades are unstable from primary school to now. Alas, the mid-term exam is coming soon. What should I do? I am constantly struggling every day to draw a satisfactory end for my three years in junior high school.

Looking back on the past three years, I don't have much sadness and regret, but when the report card was sent to me, I never exceeded it. I am happy because my grades are not satisfactory. Yes, my grades are not ideal every time. Whenever it's not ideal, I never find my own reasons. I blame others. Whenever I see other people's progress, I am "envious and jealous", and whenever my parents talk about other people's children, I feel sad. Because, parents finally feel that other children are better than me, as precious as gold, while my children are as useless as waste paper. This is what parents see.

In the eyes of parents, our efforts are all drifting with the wind, and they will never feel it, but the efforts of other children are as white as snow in their eyes, which can make others see clearly. Other children are working hard and struggling, while their own children are just pretending, not diligent enough and not hard enough. I really want to ask my parents if you really can't see that your children are not working hard and diligent. This is impossible, but our common concern at the moment is learning, that is, other people's children.

Look at this clock, too Yes, it's time for bed. At this moment, I feel the troubles of all children, not without friends and toys, but what parents often say is "other people's children"!

202 1 my troubled composition 15 With the growth, my growing troubles followed, which made people feel depressed all day.

"How can you be so careless? Your English grades are unimaginable. Either you forgot to add the decimal point in math, or you forgot to answer it completely. Are you out of your mind? So is Chinese. What should not be wrong is always wrong ... your grades are always ridiculously high. " From the beginning of school, this kind of words often accompany me, sometimes it is the criticism of my parents, sometimes it is my own tempering, and sometimes it is even the ridicule of my cousin!

I also want to improve my grades, but I can't be satisfied. Either there is something wrong with this subject or that subject is not ideal. This is beyond my expectation. Who doesn't want to do well in the exam, who doesn't want to be praised and appreciated by teachers and parents. But everyone's ability is different, and their efforts are different, so the "fruit" harvested is also dry and full. Therefore, I can only sigh: "Do your best, only competition will be wonderful!" " "This is what I often comfort myself. But despite this, the trouble still lingers.

As a student, I told myself that my grades were not too bad. As a good boy of my parents, I can't let my parents down, but my troubles are increasing day by day.

But on the other hand, if good grades are so easy. Isn't that a great loss of his own meaning and our desire to want it so much? Think about it this way, and your troubles will be much less. But another point of view has formed in my mind. Although this statement is reasonable, it is unrealistic. It seems a bit like saying that grapes are sour when you can't eat them. Good grades will not be given by yourself, but through your own efforts.

Trouble is like a shadow, always with me. Maybe I asked for it, but I think it is also the trouble of most students!

Growing pains keep coming, I hope we can cope with all the troubles at home! Learn to grow up healthily in a difficult situation!