A composition describing growth

In daily study, work and life, when it comes to composition, everyone is certainly familiar with it. Through composition, we can gather scattered thoughts together. I believe many friends are very upset about writing a composition. The following is my collection of essays describing growth, hoping to help you.

Write growth 1 sadness, fear, happiness, depression ... you must have tasted all these flavors on your way to growth.

I am 1 1 years old and have encountered numerous troubles. My grandmother hasn't given me a good look since I can remember. I have been trying to make her like me. I want to prove to my grandmother that girls are not worse than boys. Now, I have published two exercises in the newspaper and served as a small cadre in my class, and my grandmother gradually likes me and likes me. After several years of hard work, there is finally no bamboo basket to draw water-with a sieve.

Have you ever been afraid? I remember the year before last, my parents let me sleep alone. I promised at that time, but in the evening, I went back on my word. My room is dark, which reminds me of a serial. I got into bed, shivering, and regretted watching that ghost TV series. I was so sleepy that I fell asleep in fear! After a long time, I insisted on sleeping alone. I made friends with the shadow and got bolder. I'm very proud.

"Ha ha ha", the joke told by my deskmate is really interesting; Gnome male-",this is my fake smile when playing tricks on my cousin; "Hehe", when I received a surprise birthday present from my friend, I showed my front teeth happily. ...

Trouble came to me again, alas, why the exam? Why is my score always more than 80 points, and I can't get up or down? I read it carefully. Is it because I didn't master the learning method? If only there were a panacea for solving difficult problems in the world, I would buy one no matter how much it costs!

"Are you happy? I'm glad ... "You must have heard this song. Last week, my mother bought me a collection of Aunt Yang's campus novels. I look forward to it day and night, and finally I can feast my eyes.

The scenery on the road to growth is wonderful and bumpy, but as long as you face it bravely, you are the best. Believe that when God closes a door, he will open many windows of hope for you!

Life is a quiet growth process. There are joys and sorrows in it; There are relaxed and dignified; There are sweet and bitter; Some are novel, and some are plain. ...

Songs of the past

I came into this world with the appearance of a baby crying. In order to make me a success as soon as possible, my parents decided to be strict with me from an early age, so that I could become a good student with excellent academic performance. So, my study life began with dolls. In order to comply with my parents' requirements, I had a vague consciousness when I was a child: I must give my parents credit and gold. I began to live in this environment, and I learned much more in babbling than my peers. I learn to walk faster than my peers. This made my parents very happy and thought I was born smart, so they relaxed their demands on me. Although it was a lot easier, I never thought that my childhood life would be so tense, just like a slow and boring exercise. ...

Xinxianqu

Somehow, my parents suddenly asked me to change my learning style and find a learning method through playing. Learning while playing, I suddenly lost my burden and began to live a free life. Now there is no nervous pressure and I am in a better mood. My parents finally changed their view of "starting with dolls", and I finally had a comfortable and comfortable learning environment, like a brisk exercise. ...

march forward

Now, my study method has changed, my study environment has changed, my study mood has changed and my study consciousness has changed. I realize that learning is not for my parents, but for myself, for my growth and for my future, and sports have reached a climax. ...

Learning accounts for most of growth, and the most important thing is to find happiness and the true meaning of being a man in growth. ...

Composition 3 describes that growth is not only the growth in age, but also the growth in body, knowledge, emotion and wisdom. Growth is not only the growth of age, but also the maturity of thought. It grows up with time.

Ten years ago, I thought it was fun to play with my friends.

Ten years later, I found that we are all busy studying, and it is also a happy thing to get together occasionally.

Ten years ago, I thought it was a happy thing to listen to my mother telling stories.

Ten years later, I found it a happy thing to chat with my parents and talk about things.

Ten years ago, I thought teachers would only teach us knowledge.

Ten years later, I found that the teacher would still teach us how to be a man.

Ten years ago, I thought friends were playmates.

Ten years later, I found that my friend is also a psychological counselor.

Ten years ago, I thought obedient was a good boy.

Ten years later, I found it difficult to be a good boy. I respect, care and understand my parents. ...

Ten years ago, I thought I could get a hundred points in the exam as long as I studied hard.

10 years later, I found it very good to get a 90 in my class.

Later, I learned that it was like this.

Later, I realized that growing up is a long thing, and it is never too old to learn.

Later I learned that growth is a process.

Later, I learned that growth is a process, from ignorance to knowledge, from obedient to sensible, from passive to active, from …

Growth needs to observe the changes around us, growth needs to feel the things around us with your heart, and growth needs to experience new things with your heart.

It turns out that I grew up a little bit.

There is no smooth sailing on the road of life. Looking back at the footprints on the road, there will be a kind of sweetness. Although it is formed by the accumulation of scars, when we stand up, we will never regret it. This is our choice, isn't it?

I remember one exam, and I walked into the examination room with great confidence. When I got home, I confidently told my mother that I would be the first, but everything was like a dream after my grades came down. The cruel reality is laughing at me, and the scores on the paper are satirizing me, satirizing my overreaching and complacency. The ridicule and satire of the classmates around me made me feel ashamed. Since then, a month has passed, and I have been walking dead, regardless of anything. Instead of comforting me, my mother severely criticized me. "What makes you so qualified!" This sentence hit me hard for a long time, but it also touched me. Yes, why am I so down and out? What qualifications do I have? I kept asking myself, eager to find the answer. I found the answer in repeated questions, because I am weak and unable to face the reality, and those scores will become my nightmare. At this time, there will always be a voice in my heart telling myself, "beat it, beat it, don't be defeated by him." I will reflect on myself rationally. If I were more modest, more serious and harder, I would do well in the exam. With only one month left before the exam, I tried to "train the devil". Finally, I won the first prize of being late in this exam.

Over the years, I have experienced many setbacks, but I have not been as down and out as that time. I chose to hit him, and I grew up with them in more and more setbacks.

I was curious, naughty and lovely in my childhood. This personality has promoted my growth, and many interesting things have happened on this rugged road of growth. ...

In the early morning, a beam of sunshine came in through the gap in the curtain, just shining on a bag of peanuts on the table. I walked around barefoot and followed the warm sunshine to the high table. I looked around, and my goal was locked in the mushroom chair under the table. I climbed onto the stool carefully, barely reaching for a bag of delicious-looking peanuts on the table, and my little hands were carrying "treasures" one by one.

He smiled and touched my head and said kindly, "This is peeling peanuts for greedy cats!" " "After that, he immediately peeled it for me. My dad peeled it for me one by one, and I wolfed it down one by one. Suddenly, a strange idea came to my mind: since the mouth can eat that nose, can it? Driven by curiosity, I chose a peanut the size of a finger and carefully stuffed it into my small nostril.

Just put it in, I didn't respond at all, so I took another one and stuffed it in. After a while, I seemed to notice something was wrong and my nose was red. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain. "Wow", I suddenly cried, and my devoted father turned pale at the first sight of his red face. In desperation, he asked me to squeeze it out in one breath, but I .. Dad told me not to worry, that's how I knew:

I dreamed that my nose was disobedient, and two annoying peanuts were playing in my nostrils, but they couldn't scream. I am so anxious that I regret what I have done. ...

A beam of sunshine brought me back to reality from my dream. I breathe fresh air and feel very comfortable. Touch my nose, huh? Why is it missing? I found my father curiously again. It turned out that my father pulled out the peanuts while I was sleeping. A disaster has subsided!

When you grow up, you will always be curious about this and that. It drives my enthusiasm and yearning for external things, and it accompanies me to grow up happily!

There is fatherly love, maternal love, friendship, strange love and care between people.

Dr. Sun Yat-sen once said that people should care for each other. And Dr. Sun Yat-sen is such a person!

Dr. Sun Yat-sen was an interim president. One day, Dr. Sun Yat-sen suddenly had an urgent and very important meeting to attend in the Senate. A guard at the door saw a casually dressed man coming. The guard stopped the man and said loudly, "This is an important and urgent discussion. Dr. Sun Yat-sen will be very angry when he sees you dressed so casually! " The man smiled and asked, "Hehehehehe … How do you know that Dr. Sun Yat-sen will be very angry?" The guard shouted, "Who the hell are you? Take out your documents quickly! " The man smiled and took out his certificate: Ah! It turns out that this person is the temporary president-Dr. Sun Yat-sen!

The doorman was shocked to see the certificate in his hand. I can't believe that this casually dressed man turned out to be Dr. Sun Yat-sen! The guard knelt down and begged for mercy. Dr. Sun Yat-sen immediately lifted the guard up and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, I won't hit you!" " "The guard looked down and whispered," Dr. Sun Yat-sen, I'm really sorry! I'm as blind as a bat, I'm really sorry! "After that, the guard bowed deeply to Dr. Sun Yat-sen and apologized." Remember, you should pay attention to everything in the future! Don't do things blindly. " After that, Dr. Sun Yat-sen also bowed deeply to the guard and left. The guard was moved, and he didn't wake up until he watched Dr. Sun Yat-sen enter the Senate.

Dr. Sun Yat-sen is a person who loves and cares about others!

What is caring? This is caring!

Before the composition 7 describing growth, I didn't know how to share and walked on the road of growth blankly. But a few days ago, I stopped being selfish and deeply felt that I had grown up.

That day, I was sitting comfortably in the air-conditioned room doing my homework. "Knock, knock!" Wang Yutong, the neighbor on the fourth floor, is here. Really, bother me with homework again! "Hello!" I greeted her flatly and welcomed her. Actually, I didn't like this little girl very much before. She is very annoying and asks me for a lot of things. This time, as soon as she entered the door, she went straight to my room, played puzzles by herself and saw my ten pens with pendants. She wants to take two tablets at a time. How could I? That's my June 1 gift, and my mother won't buy it for me even if she dies. "I can only give you one. If you take two back, you should give me one back tomorrow. " I firmly refused her. "All right, just one." She accepted it gladly.

Just as I handed in my pen, I caught a glimpse of the chocolate on the table. Oh, didn't she give me that chocolate when she played with me yesterday? I suddenly feel a little embarrassed. I'm usually bored. Did she come to see me? Did she give me candy? She helped me and shared things with me. Why can't I satisfy her wishes and share things with her? "Here, take it." I smiled and handed her another pen. She paused for a moment, then burst into a lily-like smile. Looking at her jumping out of the house with a pen in her hand, I seem to see her playing with two fountain pens at home with great interest.

Since then, on the road of growth, I am no longer lonely! I grew up, I learned to share!

Composition 8 describing growth often sits alone on the balcony, thinking about what it is like to grow up. Growing up is like many bottles of juice that have gone sour-sweet and sour. I once cried because of a fall and was comforted by my mother, feeling very happy; Now, I fell down, not crying, nor attracting my mother's attention, but standing up again and bravely facing future setbacks. This makes me feel that the taste of growing up is sour. I'm afraid to take part in the competition, because I'm afraid and ask to quit. And now I, whenever I go to school. There is a competition in my class, and I will bravely participate. No matter what the result is, I will face it. To challenge. This makes me feel that the taste of growing up is sweet. Unfortunately, I stopped learning dance for a week, because I was tired and painful. Now, I have learned to face difficulties and overcome them. Dance, for me, is a very simple thing, because I know that learning dance will encounter many setbacks, but as long as you face it, you can learn it. This makes me feel that the taste of growing up is bitter. Every time we finish the exam, the red score seems to decide our fate; You will be praised for doing well in the exam and criticized for not doing well in it. The only happiness is chatting with friends, and my mother's stare makes me have to study. At school, if you don't answer the questions well, you will be criticized by the teacher and scolded by your mother. This makes me feel that growing up is spicy. I am afraid that one day, when we meet and say hello to you, you will say, "I'm sorry, you are"; Afraid that one day, all my friends will leave me alone; Afraid that one day, my fate will fall into the hands of death. Childhood dreams. I am eager to have a castle like Snow White. I am eager to put on a princess dress and spread colorful floors, waiting for that happy time. The clear lake reflects my shadow. I smiled at her silently, and he smiled at me silently. I am growing up, growing up day by day, and my youth is passing away bit by bit! Master Xinyi, the text has been written, please mention it. Hey!

On the first day of the holiday, my father bought me a new remote control car. Its appearance is particularly beautiful, and its small and exquisite body is covered with bright patterns. It's my favorite car, the "307 sign".

One day, my parents agreed that I would take my beloved "No.307" to play outside. I skillfully manipulate the remote control to make it turn left and right, sometimes make it make a 360-degree turn, and sometimes let it race with a tricycle. At this time, my father saw that there were many cars outside, so he called me, "Come home quickly, it's time to play enough." However, I just had a good time alone and didn't hear anything. Just then, the accident happened! A motorcycle is coming at a high speed, and I am in a hurry. I quickly stopped the remote control car, but it suddenly turned and ran over my beloved car. I looked at him in a hurry, but my mind was blank. I didn't stop him at once, and the motorcycle flew past me at once. I ran to have a look, ah! Although the rear tire of Mark 307 is intact, the axle next to the front engine has been broken.

My heart seemed to swing to the bottom, and I walked home with heavy and sad steps. As soon as my father saw it, he knew my car was beyond repair. I honestly told what happened just now, and my father criticized me: "When the adults called you just now, you should relax and go home. That man did something wrong and drove so fast in the community, which overwhelmed your car. You should stop him and let him take responsibility."

I was in tears, on the one hand, because my beloved car was completely scrapped, and on the other hand, because I didn't listen to the advice of adults and didn't confidently protect my things.

10 6 years old, I just walked into the primary school classroom with the expectation of going to school. Facing strange faces, I was afraid, helpless and lonely, but I also had some bumps and setbacks in my primary school time. The first time I picked up a pen to do my homework, but faced with one math problem after another, I was dumbfounded and couldn't. Psychological thinking, alas … if only we could compare these problems to the stars in the sky! It won't be so difficult to count slowly and do it slowly! This is the first time I tried to do the problem by myself. This is the first time I have racked my brains to come up with a math problem. But when I worked out the answer, I was sad again. Because of my efforts, I got a fork and I shed tears helplessly. I am sad. I've never been so hurt. With questions, I sat in the corner in a daze. The teacher saw it and came to comfort me. It's okay. This question is not important. You still have a chance to understand. Then the teacher sat down and patiently explained to me, and then came up with a similar one. I succeeded and my confidence increased greatly.

Through this little thing, I learned that no matter how big the difficulties are, we should face them and turn them into motivation to lay a solid foundation for us in the future.

Now I 17 years old. Looking back on me at the beginning, I sometimes giggled secretly, because now it seems that all those things are stupid, but at that time I just thought there was nothing wrong with doing so and didn't care about the consequences. Now I am growing up slowly, but from the past years, I have also summed up some experiences, such as: study hard, repeat studies, and find a teacher when I can't.

Through these things, I also grow up slowly in my memory, sum up my experience slowly in my memory, and constantly strive to improve my learning level and make myself more confident in my future study.

Composition describing growth 1 1 growth. People are growing all the time, including adults, and they are still growing like us.

My childhood was both interesting and colorful. The expert said: "Happiness is good. As long as you smile, you can extend your life for ten seconds. " . Smile, ten years old. "Therefore, my life is full of happy colors, and almost every corner is full of my happy laughter.

Now, please follow me to discover the joy in life!

No.65438 +0: Turn sadness into good self-comfort.

One day, our black poodle Xiaohei mysteriously disappeared. Because we were moving, I didn't even have time to play with Blackie. Because we were moving, I didn't even have time to play with Blackie. "Maybe Blackie was taken away by someone who loves dogs." I think so, too. "Well, that's not bad. If that person is good to Xiaohei, forget it. " I said to myself. Random, I smiled again. That smile was not sad or sad at all. The people next to me were probably infected by me, and they all laughed, laughing their heads off.

Second: imagine in the form of fairy tales.

Once, my favorite pair of black leather shoes disappeared, and a few days later, the other black shoe disappeared. I thought to myself, "Let nature take its course. Perhaps, this pair of black leather shoes is amazing. One is gone, and the other will only find it by itself. " I also made up a fairy tale for myself. ) Then, I will be amused by my own stories.

Third: See the bright side of bad things.

Mother asked me to help her wash the dishes. When washing the dishes, I accidentally broke a bowl and scattered the debris all over the floor. My dad saw it, came over and scolded me with a heavy voice: "You are so careless, alas, hurry up!" " "I retorted with a smile," I wish I hadn't been cut. Look how lucky I am! " Say and carefully pick up the debris on the ground.

The composition 12 describing growth passed in a blink of an eye. When I first entered this new group, I felt that I had grown up in an instant.

I should have been as obscure as a primary school and become a member of this class in junior high school, but my life has become different. On the first day of school after military training, earth-shaking changes have taken place. All my classmates know me, and I was strangely elected monitor. I used to be just a health director, and suddenly I became a monitor, which made me extremely uncomfortable. At first, it was equally noisy whether I was in the class or not. Facing the noisy class for the first time, I can only stand at a loss, and all kinds of ideas are tangled in my mind. After a long pause, I realized that I was the monitor and had to shout "Quiet" to my classmates. This "quietness" became the first beginning of being a monitor, and the career of the next monitor also began in this "quietness". I have no experience as a monitor and am called the worst monitor by others. I am serious and responsible in management, but not many people recognize me. Apart from disappointment, I worked harder to serve the class. From this, I learned that dedication does not need to be rewarded. Although the class cadre will be re-elected soon, I have grown up from the period of serving the class, and I don't care if I can be elected as the monitor again.

I also learned a lot in junior high school life. From the beginning, I forgot to shout "stand up", and later I was able to shout out the simple but powerful word "stand up" clearly and loudly, and I understood to be generous; From the ups and downs of my grades at the beginning to the stability later, I learned to keep it; From the beginning, I was chosen as a supporting role, and later I asked to try to be the protagonist. I learned to fight for it; From the beginning, I was very discouraged when I saw that I would sign up for the sports meeting. Then I signed up for1500m, and no one wanted to run, so I learned to try. ...

In junior high school, I embarked on the road of growth.

Composition describing growth 13 At the age of fifteen, I am as bright as a flower. I sprout and grow like a seed in fertile soil, moistened by rain and bathed by sunshine, and suddenly become a happy little tree.

At the age of fifteen, I bid farewell to my colorful childhood, and then went to that long-awaited boyhood. What puzzles me is why my parents always treat me like a child. In their eyes, I will always be so naive. No matter what I do, it is a ridiculous behavior of an ignorant child. February 10 is mom and dad's wedding anniversary, and I'm going to travel. At dinner, my father said to me, "Your mother and I are going on a trip. Would you like to go with us? " "I'm not going! Don't you think it's a hindrance to have a' light bulb'? " I gave my mom and dad a naughty wink. I understand that my parents don't trust me at home alone. I have been with them since I was a child, and now even my grandmother who can take care of me is sick. But I don't want to go, not because the scenery there is not attractive enough. People grow up and understand. I understand how difficult it is for parents to find time to play in their busy schedules. I don't want to spoil their interest at all. "You still go with us!

Mom is not at ease at home alone. "Mother's eyes show her love for me." Mom, I have grown up, and I am no longer the ignorant child in your eyes. I have my own thoughts and ideas. Don't you know I long for independence! "I calmly expressed my inner feelings. Dad sighed and said, "when the child grows up, let's give her an independent chance!" " " ……。

Finally, a meal ended in silence. The next morning, looking at the back of my parents in the car, I felt unspeakable sadness, but then there was a joy around me. I believe I can get rid of the growing pains. When my parents come back, I can hear them say, "Son, you have grown up!" " "

Composition describing growth 14 The mind reveals a small bud in the sun, and then it blooms and bears fruit.

It was dark, and the wind rolled up a piece of flying sand and stones. Several old trees on the bridge easily heard Li Qingzhao's "cold, clear, sad and miserable" in the wind, and played Liu Yong's "more comparable to autumn festival", which echoed in the forest for a long time.

I ran home with my head in my hands. Suddenly, the pace slowed down-an elderly grandfather laboriously pedaled a simple tricycle and worked hard on a bridge with some slopes. He was surrounded by the cold wind in December, like walking in the snow. The old man's veins stood out slightly, gritted his teeth and leaned forward, as if he had exhausted his last strength. The most worrying thing is that behind him sits an old woman with inconvenient hands and feet. Her face looks like an eastward river, and she is quite fidgeting. The car backed up slowly in the snow.

Gently, I took a step forward, holding the car body with both hands, and worked hard in small steps. I bent down, bowed, took a few deep breaths, and made no sound. I just feel a blank in my mind, like a white picture scroll. Sweat on my forehead slowly gathered from both sides, as if between my mouth and chin. Finally it fell to the ground with a bang.

Grandpa turned his head and looked at it. His eyes, like a whirlpool, seem to pull people in, containing some love, some gratitude and a lot of concern. All this has set up an eternal lamp in my heart, rippling and flashing people's light.

Finally, I closed my eyes and gave a hard push. When I got off the bus, the sweat on my face fell into my heart. So-Miao Miao sneaked out of the soil, which is a kind of joy; Gradually grow into a small tree; Is happiness; It is a kind of harvest to become a towering tree after wind and rain. I know this is growth.

The dark clouds gradually dispersed, as if it were a scene of "infinite spring", so it was in my heart.

Composition describing growth 15 This winter, there is no ice, no wind and frost, and no reluctant farewell. Only the warmth in the corner of the dead tree was buried. When the whole town was asleep, I remembered those old memories.

That winter, there was warm sunshine, lazily shining on us. The light in your eyes reflects back to my pupil. What a pair of eyes, clear and transparent, as if the world is white and flawless, as if all the sunshine is smiling at him. Perhaps, it is such a pair of eyes that let me fall.

The sunlight slanted into the small window at the edge of the corridor. I keep running, and you jump quickly. When we were all about to reach our destination at the corner, a Halley's comet hit the earth. What surprises me even more is that your silly smile, yes, just smirking, made me forget the pain, because your real temperature comes from your hands. Perhaps, it is such a temperature disturbance.

That winter, there was too much warmth, too much gain and too much loss, but why did I get more than I lost, but I was so lost? Why is he an existence that I hate extremely but can't ignore? Why do we meet in the vast sea of people, but we can't go to the ends of the earth? Because, just a passer-by, he and the past have left traces in time.

In fact, there are always some people who can't be erased, forgotten, and unforgettable. Just like the words written on the cover of the book, just like the echoes heard at a certain end of the world, those monologues from the heart.

Cars run like water, Ma Rulong. I met you again this winter.

This winter, the shadow is so close, but so far away.

This winter, without lazy sunshine and clear eyes, you ran away in my boundless pupils.

In winter, on the road, we crossed our shoulders.

In winter, on the road, we should move forward with a forgotten attitude, and we all grow up on the emotional road of youth.