Write a 500-word composition with growing happiness and troubles.

Seeing those children having such a good time, they played carefree. I was the same a few years ago. When I grow up, I have more troubles. The thought of those troubles gives me a headache. I really don't want to grow up.

My academic performance is only above average, and I almost failed the exam. In junior high school, I found myself less and less fond of learning. My mother often says, "Why don't you study hard? How can I get into high school? You are almost unreliable in junior high school. If you fail, what will you do in your future work? " Someone wants your junior high school diploma, and you have no special skills. what are you going to do？ It is worthwhile to study now. Children study for themselves, not for their parents. "Yes, if you don't study now, you will get ahead. Now even some college students have no jobs. It bothers me to think about this problem.

Just entering junior high school, everything is so strange, teachers, schools, classmates. A semester has passed like this, and there are not many students I know. I don't know how to communicate with them. When I was in physical education class, many classmates played together. I really want to play with them, but I don't know how to tell them

My mother read my diary the day before yesterday, which annoyed me. I went to reason with my mother, who said that parents should know everything about their children. But my little secret was written in my diary, and it was known as if it had been seen through naked. I quarreled with my mother, and we are in the cold war these days.

How I wish there were no troubles in my life! A person can't be carefree, just like under the sun, there are inevitably short clouds. In fact, worry is not terrible, the key is how you treat it. From now on, let's deal with and eliminate our troubles together, and let's mature with colorful dreams!

(2),,,, "It's more annoying recently, more annoying, more annoying ..." Every time I hear this song, I feel a sense of sadness. It turns out that I have bid farewell to innocence, bid farewell to innocence, and entered the door of junior high school. It turns out that we have already lost the right to play games, lost the joy and laughter in the yard, and only left deep melancholy to accompany me forever. The original laughter is treasured by us in the pages of old times. The joy and freedom in children's eyes have been taken away by the shallow rings, leaving only bundles of dim lights, accompanied by the writing on the notebook and the shallow rustling sound. ......

I remember reading a joke: "The teacher said:' Usually exams are snacks, and you can never get tired of eating them; The monthly exam is a dinner, which is quantified regularly; The final exam is a man-han banquet, and once is enough. Why don't you study hard?' The students replied together:' We want to lose weight!' "But I can't laugh, but I feel nameless melancholy. Get up early and go to school in the morning; Take notes in a hurry, go home in a hurry, and do homework in a hurry ... "Zao" and "Ji" seem to be twin brothers. They keep taking turns to "go to work", so precious time disappears in a simple law ... The most tense moment of the day comes again: the teacher arranges homework on the stage, but unfortunately we can only record this tedious homework in a hurry. However, this is not all. A new round of "bombing" is coming again: a ruthless "bomb"-the test paper is coming at us overwhelmingly: 1 copy, 2/copy, 3 .................................................................................................................. Isn't there a famous saying: "2 1 century what is the most important?" Yes! It is time! "It seems that we obviously did a good job. Then, I dropped my schoolbag full of weight from my shoulder, and before I had time to eat, I plunged into the troubled Wang Yang sea, fighting in what the teachers called "a little bit": one hour, two hours, three hours ... finally finished! ! ! I looked at my watch, and it was already late at night, so I plunged into bed and finally fell into the beautiful dream I had been longing for for for a long time-because there was my happiness and laughter there. ......

The annoying alarm clock rings mercilessly again, and I have to go to school "early" with a full schoolbag on my back. Alas, I don't know when I can enter my beautiful dream again!

(3) Growing pains

Growing up is like a boat in my life, sailing in the waves. Sometimes it is calm, and sometimes it will encounter surging waves. However, my growth boat was not smooth sailing, and I also experienced various storms. For me, everything is bittersweet.

Now, because I have grown up and become an adult, I am no longer a child in the eyes of my parents, but I have become conscious, courageous and knowledgeable. Sometimes, they will say, "You've grown up!" Lucy said, "You are no longer a child!" " It gives me a headache. No matter what you do now, you must first understand the "compass" and have principles. You can't do it hastily or carelessly. If something goes wrong, I will bring in a snowstorm at any time.

When I was young, I remember how relaxed my life was, carefree and free, with no worries around me. But with the passage of time, the waves ahead are bigger and the sea surface is more tortuous. I became a primary school student, and the old me was gone. I am tall, I have been in school for a long time, I have more homework, I have more subjects to study, my schoolbag on my shoulder is heavier, and the pressure in my heart is getting bigger and bigger. If I were a child, no matter what I did wrong, no one would blame me, and my parents would be my "guides". But now that I'm grown up and sensible, I have to adapt to independence. I must be careful and think twice before you act. Compared with the carefree days when I was a child, this gradually widened the distance.

When I was a child, although I would live comfortably, I was bound by my elders and others everywhere, and I was mixed by my parents when I walked. I fell, and my parents helped me. But I know that when I grow up, I will become an adult, which is different from when I was a child. Just like I am now, I am growing up and have my own opinions on everything.

Sunshine is always after the storm, how can you succeed without experiencing the storm? My growing boat, although unstable and calm, is also full of all kinds of stormy waves, which makes me learn a lot and exercise a lot. Through my growing process, I really realized that growing up has some troubles, but more is happiness.

(4) Growing pains

Are you happy studying? Are you tired? Yes, when you get satisfactory results, when you find the learning content easy, learning is naturally happy. But when you have an aversion to learning, when there is a "process" and some "obstacles" in your homework, it is undeniable that learning is tiring. So, is learning happy or tiring? This is my worry, a worry that has been suppressed in my heart for a long time. Sometimes, I think learning is happy and carefree. The content of junior high school study is relatively easy. As long as you put your heart into it, it will be OK after three or two times, and the quality is relatively high. If you do your homework quickly, you will naturally have more free time. At that time, like birds escaping from the cage, we got rid of the shackles of the fence and flew freely in the vast silver-free sky. It feels so good.

Learning is sometimes very tiring: analyzing topics and making various test papers make me dizzy and hot all over. I sometimes think: what is learning for? Why should I study? What are the benefits of studying? Although I knew I was stupid at that time, I was really tired and wanted to sleep in bed for ten days and eight nights. Speaking of "playing", it is impossible for a camel to enter a henhouse when it is 108,000 miles apart. However, justice will eventually prevail over evil. The nonsense in my head will be thrown out of my mind and disappear without a trace. Sometimes, a day's class is extremely easy: what art! Exercise! Music! They are all my favorites. At that time, learning was fun. Sometimes, a day's class is either Chinese or math and biology. Even though I was in a good mood that day, I was completely changed by these "troublemakers": my face was flushed, my brow was frowning, my mouth was slightly pursed, my hands were holding my hair, and I looked expressionless and lifeless. When I smile, I just smile. At that time, I seemed to have just returned from hiking in the desert. However, this is an inescapable reality.

As time goes by, many past events are forgotten, just like a flower has withered, but only one flower has not withered. This is what I call trouble. It gave me the motivation to study and let me know that happiness and fatigue coexist in my study. If you want to gain something, you have to pay. Like Gu Song, if you want to express your distinctive personality and unique style, you must be brave and honest, and express yourself incisively and vividly.

Growth always goes through many setbacks and blows. How to grow up without class?

I remember that joining the league gave me a great blow.

The teacher said there were only three places in each class. I was confident at first, but I was a little nervous and scared to see all three popular students go up. But when the teacher asked if anyone wanted to go up and talk, I didn't think much, so I got up the courage and went to the podium. But I don't know why my feet are weak. Maybe I'm not ready, or I'm too nervous! I had to speed up, and after that, I seemed very heavy, like a stone suddenly hit me.

Later, I took the initiative to count the votes, but to my disappointment, I recorded dozens of votes, but none of them were for me. When I watched, the voting was almost over, but my name didn't appear yet. Finally, someone voted for me, plus my own vote, only two votes, and then look at other people's votes. My eyes were filled with tears at once, and tears swirled in my eyes, unable to tell how I felt at that time. I am very sad, sad and disappointed … I can't use any ugly words to describe it. Holding back my tears, I quietly walked to my seat.

When the teacher announced that three students were selected, my tears could no longer be controlled and fell without mercy. I'm afraid my classmates will laugh, so dry them at once. Pretend there is nothing. I'm really afraid that my classmates will give me a strange look. I dare not let my classmates see my face, so I hide my face in my collar. At that time, my mind was blank and I didn't think about anything. I just sat quietly with my head down.

I have been in an unstable mood since I lost the election. My friends sympathized with me and encouraged me to cheer up and work hard. My tears came out again, but this time it was moved tears.

I saw myself again through this incident, and I am determined to get rid of my shortcomings and let my classmates see that I am working hard. I can do it. What can I do with this little setback? I always motivate myself like this.

Later, I learned that the road to growth cannot be smooth sailing. If all goes well, there will be many stumbling blocks. If we want to regard these stumbling blocks as a gift from God, we must go through the Qian Shan.

I don't know when the growing pains have merged into one. For me who has a lot of complaints to vent, this topic is very kind. Xin Qiji once said: "Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow". Perhaps his carefree childhood, with the continuous development of history, left us more and more troubles.

As I grow up day by day, I have more troubles around me. Most of the things that happen at school are unwilling to talk to parents, because as long as they talk, they will make a long speech, and I am not allowed to interrupt a word, and my ears can't stand so many words coming in and out, so I don't want my ears to suffer, so I don't want to talk to my parents! However, I write what I want to say in my notebook every day, that is, my diary. After writing, let yourself appreciate and solve your own problems. It was okay at first, but gradually, I felt that my parents looked at me unnaturally, as if I was hiding something from them. (I really don't want them to know)

That day, I came home from school, finished my homework and went to get my diary as usual. Suddenly, I found that my diary had been touched, and I immediately flew into a rage. I knew it must be them when I thought about it. I walked out of the bedroom and asked loudly if they had read my diary. On the contrary, they openly stated that it was their duty to know everything about me.

I can't take it anymore. I just want to have my own blue sky. Why did you take it away so selfishly just to get to know me? I went back to my room and felt that I had nothing left, alas! Why do parents always want to know us when they grow up and don't want us to have any ideas of our own? Alas! How cruel!

Our life is full of seven colors of sunshine, but even if the sunshine is bright, there will inevitably be short-lived clouds. Growing teenagers will have some lingering troubles. These troubles come from life, from study, from communication with classmates ... but it is not terrible to have troubles. The key is to treat it correctly. From now on, let's clean up our troubles together, eliminate them and mature with colorful dreams.