I am changing my composition.

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I am changing my composition. 1 People's lives are changing all the time, from treating things to attitudes towards life, from manners to mental state, from dressing to temperament, from hobbies to goal pursuit, without exception. After entering middle school, I found that I had changed a lot.

I just entered middle school and haven't adapted yet. I didn't communicate with my classmates, but at this moment, the first monthly exam gave me a major blow.

When I learned the results, I burst into tears, but in the face of my emotions, my mother not only did not comfort me, but said to me indifferently, "Hum, it is normal for you to take the 67 exam. Have you studied hard from primary school to junior high school? You are a useless person when you grow up! " (Mom: You can't just write mom for the sake of writing a composition. )

The rain, still pouring down, just added a few more tears to me, and the dense dark clouds seemed to laugh at my incompetence. Walking in the rain alone, I thought, "It's useless ....................................................................." I want to prove it to you! "I ran home like crazy, took out all the books and read them one by one. It inspired me: "I want to get good grades in the exam, so stop laughing at me!" " "

In the next few weeks, my classmates and teachers said that I looked like a different person-I didn't make small moves in class, chased the questions that the teacher couldn't ask, and studied late into the night every day ... Finally, I paid off! In the fifth week of the exam, I actually got the ninth place in my class! I went from the bottom ten to the top ten, which contained my sweat and tears!

I-I'm changing. I've become a child who loves learning. I know that if I don't study, I will fall behind.

I crossed an age 2 when I changed my composition. In retrospect, I really changed a lot. -inscription

Still at 12 years old!

I was timid in the fifth grade, and I stuttered when I saw teachers and other people I didn't know! In the final analysis, I just don't have confidence. I am not good at reading, sports and other things. I always like to leave school alone and walk on the road of starlight. In my heart, only the stars and the moon can understand my heart.

But it was not until I joined the school basketball team. ...

13 years old!

At this time, I am in the sixth grade. From the beginning of joining the basketball team, I knew that I had to suffer more hardships than others and my physical fitness was poor. But I also understand that Mercedes-Benz and mastering the stadium need self-confidence and firm confidence, so I have to face it bravely and work hard.

Slowly, in the passage of sweat, I have been stumbling on the basketball team for a year. The basketball team grew up with us, where we cried and laughed. Now we are very confident. Now we wake up in a dark corner. Now I have to move on!

14 years old!

On this day, I did not hesitate, and the light of hope in my heart did not go out. I learned to pursue my dreams and pursue them. Previous inferiority complex, today's self-confidence; Give up in the past and persist today;

Have a heart full of sunshine-

Go to the future!

I am changing! This is a memory of the past! For all kinds of cruelty in life, one day, everyone should, can and become more …

I'm correcting my composition. My father said I had changed, and so did my mother. Indeed, I have really changed.

I have changed since the day I entered junior high school. I am no longer the naughty little boy who didn't think much about things in primary school. Today, I am more mature, practical and responsible. Of course! "Eighteen changes" is not only a patent for girls, but also a patent for boys! Anyway, it is the last word that I am better today than yesterday. Next, see how I change it.

Shortly after the start of school, the physical education committee in the class brought the application form for the school sports meeting to participate in sports events. If I love sunshine and sports, I will never miss this opportunity! I picked up a pen and resolutely ticked the individual 200-meter track and field race and the 4*400-meter relay race. Taking part in the school sports meeting, of course, is not just talk, but an armchair strategist. If you don't make some preparations, I'm afraid it's hard not to run last in the competition! So, I made a training plan for myself; Train to run after school every afternoon until you are exhausted! Playing alone is a bit lonely, so I invited our Sports Commission to practice with some classmates. On the first day, we came to the track and field, first had a game with everyone, and then trained separately according to our personal situation. Run, run, clean up your strength! We didn't go home until after six o'clock. When I got home, my mother leaned in and asked, "Why is it so late and there is so much homework? I don't know when it will be finished tonight! " ""I train running to prepare for the school sports meeting! Of course, if you register, you can't live up to this quota! " "You have changed! Become more responsible! Things have changed since junior high school, son "

This is the ever-changing me, proactive and more responsible. I like the changed me.

I am correcting composition 4 "Hua Hua ~". It's another rainy day, and a girl is walking in the rain. Suddenly, several children flew past the girl, and the smile on their faces stung the girl's eyes like dazzling sunshine. The rain is getting heavier, and the sadness in the girl's eyes is getting deeper and deeper. Suddenly, a liquid slipped down the girl's cheek, like rain and tears. Who the hell is she? Her sad figure is familiar. In the blink of an eye, she turned around and I was at a loss. This girl turned out to be me.

Since when, I lost my innocent smiling face; When did I learn to let tears speak for me? When did I understand the famous saying that silence is golden?

"Sister, after you went to junior high school, did I leave alone?" "Yes, yes." Looking at my sister's bored expression, I had to bite the bullet and ignore it. However, the thought that my sister can't go to school with me makes me feel bitter. Going to school, facing the road where cars and people cross, I am afraid to occupy my whole heart and run across the road. Every day is like this, so I make friends with loneliness. Even if students take the initiative to find themselves, they will feel that they are not active. I thought there would only be troubles in my mind in the future, and I could never store happiness. Unexpectedly-"hahaha ....." I often face those dozens of smiling faces in my junior high school life. Perhaps it is the environment, perhaps my heart has been touched, and more and more smiling faces appear on my face day by day. Gradually, I am willing to communicate with my classmates boldly. Happiness finally overcame the loneliness.

Loneliness, loneliness, the loneliness that has plagued me for more than a year, has been put aside, and my heart is so comfortable!

I am revising my composition. A dead rattan rocking chair, an old-fashioned radio and a cup of hot tea.

This is your day here. At that time, I was still growing, and you were old. ...

I vaguely remember that your hair changed from black to some dazzling white, but it turned white after all.

"Grandma, my hand is bleeding." You put down the housework and came to me in a hurry. Looking carefully, he smiled and said, "I want to cheat grandma again." Grandma is not old yet! Go and play. " When I was young, you could always see through my tricks. But slowly, whether I am real or not, you always dress me up. Your dressing technique is very special: press the gauze on your hand, fold it, fold it again, and finally tie a knot. But I don't know when, but the final knot can't be opened. At this time, I can always hear your sigh: "Alas, I am old and can't even dress a wound for my granddaughter."

My heart always hurts. Thinking, "no, grandma didn't get old."

"Grandma, will you play hide-and-seek with me?" I asked, "OK, I'll do whatever my granddaughter says." You smiled and agreed.

At first, no matter where I hide, you can always find me and take me home for dinner. But I don't know when your mother's legs are getting heavier and heavier, and the number of times she looks for me is getting less and less. Finally, she had to give in to fate-she needed crutches to help. I also ask you more and more times: "Grandma, are you old?" At first you answered me, "No, you haven't grown up yet. How can grandma be old? " I asked you later, but you lowered your head like a child who made a mistake.

From the beginning, you helped me mend my clothes, and in the end, you even asked me to help you. You helped me comb all kinds of hair from the beginning, and in the end even my ponytail shook my hand. You start from the beginning ...

It turns out that I have been growing up and you have been getting old.

It turns out that I am not Peter Pan, and there is nothing you can do about the cycle of time.

It turned out that it was all because I was naive when I was young, and I never realized that you were getting old while giving love. ...

When I recall the days when I had you, I realize that once some people miss it, they will not. ...

I am changing the composition of six people, all the time-from the attitude of treating people everywhere, from manners to mental state, from dressing to temperament, from hobbies to goal pursuit. When life begins a new stage, this change comes even more violently. Now, I am a junior high school student. Recalling the past, I found myself inadvertently changed.

When I was in primary school, I always dragged my feet and slept late. My mother wakes me up every morning. How can I give up? Finally, my mother woke me up. I rolled my eyes and came up with a "trick" in the cerebellum melon seeds. Hey, hey, can't I trick my mother into going to the toilet and "catch up" on the toilet? So, I lied to my mother that I wanted to go to the toilet, and then I sat in the toilet and fell asleep again ... My mother waited outside for more than 20 minutes, and when she saw that I hadn't come out, she became suspicious and opened the toilet door and came in. I never thought my mother would break into houses like this. At this point, I'm still dreaming! The result can be imagined-I was severely "k" by my mother, and I was very wronged!

Now I am a junior high school student, and time is tight. How can I delay? I have to get up early and get rid of the bad habit of procrastination! Hee hee ... you can sleep late only on Sundays! ) I'm not the "little boy" I used to be!

I used to play crazy with my friends and didn't know I had money when I played. Although I still love to play, I have learned to restrain myself, and I am not as "crazy" as before. In the past, I always rebelled against my parents' "imperial edict", that is, my parents hated it. Now, I understand that parents are good for us and cannot harm us; in the past ...

I am changing, from ignorance to knowledge, from a child to a junior high school student.

Ah, I'm changing!

I am correcting composition 7. I think I've changed. From a weak and ignorant child, to a teenager full of laughter, and now to a young man full of vigor and vitality, not only the appearance has changed, but also the heart is constantly changing.

At that time, in primary school, I was particularly timid. I still remember that time, when I was in the fourth grade, I stood in the corridor talking and laughing with some close friends. Suddenly, I don't know who hit us, and several of us were knocked down by this force. We woke up one by one, and it was not very painful. Only my best friend was still screaming in pain on the ground. I don't know who reported the teacher, but the teacher will come soon. When he saw us and the classmate on the ground, he whipped us all with a pointer, except the classmate who didn't hit the ground.

We were all called to the office by the teacher, who looked at us angrily. I dare not look at the teacher, because at that time, the teacher seemed to be taller than my parents in my heart. We were all severely reprimanded, feeling wronged, but afraid to say it, and our eyes were full of tears. Each of us apologized to that classmate. I think it seems more difficult to say "I'm sorry" than to ascend to heaven at this time, but I finally said it painfully under the pressure of the teacher. Afterwards, I cried at home all night.

If I were now, I would tell the truth to my teacher instead of letting him criticize me with his head down. If I were now, I would forcibly block the blow from the outside world and prevent this tragedy from happening. If I were now, the teacher might respect me a little more and not wronged us. ...

To tell the truth, I have changed since I entered junior high school. I became braver, stronger, more knowledgeable and more independent. Junior high school is like a baptism of my life. Now, I still can't believe it's really me!

I am revising my composition. Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. In a blink of an eye, primary school time passes quickly like a blink of an eye. The smiling faces familiar to primary school students, the kind words of teachers ... Everything in the past disappeared at any time, leaving only the thin graduation photo. Looking at the photos, I remembered my wonderful primary school days and me in primary school. I have changed? Isn't it? I can't help but get lost in thought. ...

"Rock and paper scissors, rock and paper scissors, haha ... you lost!" "Hum! Are you cheating? " "Obviously you are slow!" ..... This is my favorite game in primary school. After class, I dragged my classmates to "gesture". Although this game of "rock, paper and scissors" is simple, it has added a lot of joy to my primary school life. What about now? I just feel childish and bored, and the happiness at that time seems to have long been forgotten. I've changed!

When you open the wardrobe, you will see simple and unobtrusive colors. Egg white, beige, camel, black ... I don't know when the pink and purple tones that originally filled the wardrobe disappeared. In the room, that dreamy feeling disappeared. Looking at the color I used to like, I don't feel good, but I feel repulsive and harsh! I've changed!

I proudly came to the study and looked at a cupboard full of books. These are my favorites. Bookcases are angular and lifeless "big bricks". Where is my children's literature? Where's my Yilin? I know, as time goes by, they are getting farther and farther away from me … I have changed!

In a blink of an eye, I am already a junior high school student, but who knows what it feels like when my favorite games, colors and books can no longer be played and read? I know, I have really changed! Become mature and steady, and no longer like all the "childish" things that are forced. I became a stranger, and I became a person I didn't know at all!

I've changed!

I'm correcting my composition. 9. What are the advantages of luminous? If you die, you will have children.

Luminous, refers to the moon. What is the merit of the moon? It disappeared and came back to life. The life of the moon has been repeated, and it took 365 days to achieve the perfection of the Tenth Five-Year Plan, but the rest of the time was bent into a boat, a sickle and a sesame seed cake bitten by a dog, all because of one word: "change".

When it comes to change, it is actually human's housekeeping skill. The most cunning animal in the forest is cuckoo, and the most cunning animal in the world is human. Humans are better at changing than chameleons, and dead-leaf butterflies can't escape from human insect traps. But we must be clear that people's "change" can also be traced back to the deep meaning: "change", one is the change of appearance, and the other is the change of mind. The life history of living things refers to the process of birth, development and reproduction, and in this process, the appearance of human beings will inevitably change, and so will psychology. In the turbid world, it is rare to keep a crystal clear childlike innocence.

I am clearly aware of my change. From a hungry baby to a little girl with pigtails and then to a girl of 13 years old, the process is not too long or too short, but at least its change is too obvious. I don't know whether my psychological age has evolved or regressed, but what is certain is that my rebellious bad temper is about to escape from the cage.

When you are developing, you like to recall. When I was in the fifth and sixth grade, I walked through the gate of the headquarters, and I couldn't help laughing when I saw the little boys and girls with arrogant faces lined up from the school gate and recalled the past. Now I occasionally pass by my alma mater and talk and laugh with my friends. My cold eyes seem to have forgotten my happiness. I used to recite Li Qingzhao's "People are thinner than Yellow Flowers" and pick up a treasure with classical poems, so I was so happy that I got carried away. Now, I am very confused, looking for an exit in the seemingly meaningless meaning that a writer shows off.

Singers Twins and Jackie Chan sang a special song "Change" for the movie "Change": "Change, the times have changed ..."

Times have changed, human beings have changed, the world has changed, and so have I.

I am correcting my composition 10. In a person's life, we will all change in the gaps of many stages. Sometimes it is the situation, sometimes it is the thought, and sometimes it is the academic performance. I feel that since I entered junior high school, I have paid more attention to my appearance and image, and my habits in primary schools have changed a lot.

When I was in primary school, I was a little girl who loved to run and play. Every time I get to class, I rush out of the classroom like a happy bird. In many places in the school, I left my running footprints. Although, at that time, no one accompanied me crazy. Sometimes I will go far away to pick up some beloved leaves, but I feel extremely happy. Sometimes I roll on the lawn and catch butterflies. Therefore, every time I go back to the classroom, I will become a different person-the red scarf is left behind, and grass stains and mud spots appear on the clothes washed in the morning. In the morning, my mother's neat pigtails were rubbed in a mess, and there was no image at all. Therefore, I am also called "crazy girl" by teachers and parents. I have been like this for six years in primary school, so my classmates often call me "naive".

I have changed since I entered junior high school. I don't like running and jumping anymore. It's much quieter. It is also slim to put on a long skirt and stand in front of the mirror occasionally during the holiday. At this time, my parents will call me beautiful girl. At this time, I have not paid attention to dressing up and maintained a good image. I will often call my mother to buy me beautiful clothes and shoes. Then don't wear those ugly clothes before. I am also fashionable, and I will idolize or play with my classmates. I also want to buy fashionable things. I will throw away all my old things. Put on my favorite things. I won't make a hullabaloo about calling my friends at this time, because it will damage my image. Once upon a time, like other students, I also like to secretly discuss some small secrets and make a noise together. In short, the biggest change is that I am no longer "childlike". But "mature" a lot, maybe this is the taste of youth, but sour is not very mature.

This is the change when I entered junior high school. I hope this "I" can be kept forever, leaving a period of youth and a beautiful memory.

I am revising my composition 1 1 Everyone's growth period is from childhood-adolescence-adolescence-middle age-old age. One's life is divided into five periods. I am in adolescence now, but I feel that I am adapting to adolescence and changing with age.

But where to "change"? It's the bad road that is stuck. At this time, you will ask how to get worse. Then I want you to tell me a few things that make me bad!

When I was a teenager, I went to primary school at my grandmother's house. When I was in the sixth grade, I went to my classmate's house to do my homework and came back late, but my grandmother didn't listen to my explanation and bothered me. I retorted tearfully: "I went to my classmate's house to do my homework, not to play." Why are you bothering me! " "I was very loud, but my grandmother's voice was louder than mine, and she said," Just pout. I can't control you either. "Because of this, I vowed not to be a good student. Then I stayed at my aunt's house.

Although I went to school at my aunt's house at that time, I was afraid that everything would depend on her face. I think she is very serious and often bothers me. Sometimes I don't even want to live in this world. After entering junior high school, I began to "change a lot". I met a girl named Yang Ping, and we had a good time. Her sister made many friends in the street. She also said that if someone bullied me, I could find dozens of people to fight. I think she is my supporter and protector. After class, I ran to the second floor to find her and played with several other gangsters. My sister also said that I began to pay attention to my clothes, swearing at the first opening and cursing at every turn. My friends who have studied well say that I have changed. It has gone bad.

I washed my homework, too, and now I am much more restrained. If there is another "Yang Ping". No, I really broke out.

I don't know what to do now. I think I need a mentor to enlighten me and get me out of this predicament and find myself again. And who can save me from this deep dark trap and save me completely?

I am correcting my composition 12. Am I changing? Now I have entered the gate of middle school, from a primary school student to a junior high school student. Compared with me in primary school, there are also many differences. It seems that I have really changed.

In primary school, I was a tomboy in my class. Whenever I have a rest, I either fight with boys or help girls "fight bravely". I am a famous "Taekwondo Master" in our school. But since I entered the junior high school campus, I have become much quieter. Playing with classmates is only occasional, and most of the rest time is spent in the classroom. Sometimes I read books, sometimes I draw my favorite cartoons for a while, and sometimes I just sit quietly in my seat and become speechless. When reciting ancient poetry, I gradually changed from Tang poetry to Song poetry. Because I feel the sadness of Song Ci, it can touch my heart more. On me, it seems to add a bit of sadness. Maybe I really grew up.

Throughout the primary school, I was a carefree "idle person". I didn't hold any position in my class, but my grades were not bad. A little mistake once in a while won't make the teacher too angry. Now, as a teenager, I am busy happily every day. Since I entered the happy class group of 18 18, I feel that my sense of responsibility has increased than before. I am willing to share my worries for teachers, I am willing to serve my classmates, and I am willing to bring joy to the class. It turns out that I am a happy sunshine girl. Now I am happier because I see my own value in the class!

In the past, I fantasized about staying in my childhood for many times, because my childhood left me many good memories. Now, I always wonder what will happen when I grow up, because my changes have made me see a brighter future!

Yes, I'm changing. I've been changing. I believe I will change and get better in the future!

I'm revising my composition 13 In the journey of life, everyone will change little by little: we have changed from a delicate child to a mature adult ... My parents are still watching me.

Life is like a piece of paper, maybe you will become a beautiful paper full of colorful patterns; Maybe you will be useless and become a piece of waste paper. .......

Life is like a candle, maybe you will shine; Or you will go out. ...

This is how we change, and the things we change are different. ......

Grade one and grade two. I can't live without the embrace and care of my parents. ......

By the third grade, I can cross the road to school by myself. ......

In the fourth and fifth grade, I had a good time with my friends, but I was a little relaxed with my parents. ......

In the sixth and seventh grade, I was rebellious and often quarreled with my parents, and my relationship became more and more alienated. ......

We are changing, constantly changing. But our parents' love for us has been preserved.

We are a big tree seed, thriving. When we become a big tree, have you ever thought about guarding our land all the time?

That's what parents do. No matter how we change, they always love us persistently.

The world is changing, so am I.

I went from elementary school to junior high school. I have been changing, I have become strong, I have become persistent, and I have become picky. Voice, aesthetics, manners and pursuits are all changing.

However, when I am tired, when I am in pain, when I am injured. Who do I support? Or parents.

The world is changing, so am I, but my parents' hearts are pinned on me.

I am correcting my composition 14. I stepped into the middle school campus in the refreshing light rain and came to the billboard to find my own class. As soon as I stepped into the classroom, I looked at strange faces and asked myself: Everything has changed. Have you changed? Later, I got the answer: I have changed.

Everything about me has changed. The fastest change is my personality. Change starts from that moment. ...

"For a while, give a speech on stage!" The teacher said and left, and we were not allowed to disagree. I can't help shivering.

How terrible it is for me. I have always been introverted and a little timid (except insects). What should I do? My heart is like falling into a black hole-it will never end.

But after all, I started talking to myself. I carefully wrote down what my classmates said and repeated it in my mind in order to do the same thing.

It's my turn I shook my hand and walked quickly to the podium, but I glanced at the whole class and was at a loss. I couldn't help stuttering: "I ... ah-I ... didn't ..." I thought, that's it, that's terrible. But then, somehow, I became fluent. Maybe I saw my deskmate cheering me on. I'm about to have a bottom.

After my speech, my classmates gave me warm applause, and my deskmate gave me a thumbs up. My happiness method, ha, can't be described even if I look it up in the dictionary.

From then on, I am no longer afraid of this and that, just talking in the classroom all day and having a break. Now, I like playing, having fun and running with my classmates. Therefore, I am also a lot more cheerful.

I hope everyone will change to a better place like me.

I'm changing. I'm still changing. ...

I am changing my composition 15 and entering middle school, which is different from that of primary school students. Children who are no longer naive really ask adults some strange questions. From a childlike, innocent child to an independent-thinking, independent-minded teenager, I found myself changed a lot.

When I was young, I often went to play with my neighbor's big sister. No matter what my sister wants to do, I will do it. It's not embarrassing at all. I remember once, I followed my elder sister, who was very nice and beautiful. She took my hand and bought me a lot of delicious food. I'm so happy! But at this time, I am not holding my elder sister, but someone else. Shit! Get lost! What can we do? I was so anxious that I cried, and the crying attracted many people to watch. A kind aunt asked me what was going on. I told her I was lost. She called the police uncle and asked him to take me home.

Since then, my parents have taught me what my home address and telephone number are. He also taught me to do my own thing well and be good at thinking when encountering difficulties.

I see, I have grown up! You should learn to live independently. Now, I am not so stupid, obedient and have no opinion at all. At home, I help my parents do housework and do my own thing; In school, whenever you encounter difficulties, you should try to solve them first, instead of letting others help you and escape; I also clearly understand that a person should have his own opinions, don't follow the crowd, and stick to his own views without hesitation.

I also found that my manners have changed. I can make good use of some good sentences by showing a little literary talent. This is a breakthrough, so we should practice our eloquence.

I am changing. From the time I entered middle school, I felt that I had grown up! Become independent and think independently. Your own change is also a change in your life, just like Harry. Just like magic, Potter quietly changed in an instant.