A troublesome thing about me essay

Everyone has troubles, and they are like thick and heavy books that make me breathless... The following is a composition I compiled about one of my troubles (selected 10 articles ), welcome to read and reference, hope you like it. One of my troubles essay 1

Adults often say: "Children are carefree." But who knows our troubles? Children look forward to the stars and the moon. Growing up, I encountered a lot of troubles. Since the fourth grade, I have also been confused by this annoying myopia.

Myopia makes me often see things very clearly; myopia brings me all kinds of inconveniences and worries. At the beginning, I don’t know whether it was caused by the radiation from the TV and computer or the burden that the pile of homework brought to me, which made me wear heavy glasses. Eyes are the windows to the soul. Although I tried hard to use my eyes carefully and protect them, they still plummeted to 400 degrees, which made me anxious. Whenever my classmates and relatives asked about my degree of myopia, I would Sorry to say it. Myopia confuses me so much.

An embarrassing thing happened to me when I just became myopic. That day, I was walking in the community and heard my mother say that if I am short-sighted, I should look more at the scenery outside, so I started to appreciate the green plants and look into the distance from time to time. Suddenly, I saw a person from a distance who looked very similar to my father, and he was wearing the same clothes as my father. But my vision was blurry and I thought it was my father who was back. I was so surprised that I went to greet him. But he rubbed his eyes and took a closer look. He turned out to be a passerby. He looked at me inexplicably. I was embarrassed for a while, and then I said repeatedly: "Excuse me! Excuse me!" and ran home at a sprinting speed. "Hey, myopia is really dumbfounding!

But when I put on the glasses, I had a lot of troubles. Whenever it rains, the raindrops seem to be firmly "fixed" on them, and they can be thrown away. It's not clean. It's even more unbearable in the summer when it's steamy and white. Drops of sweat collect on the bridge of my nose, and the heavy glasses often make me feel uncomfortable... Although my myopia is now under control and relieved. I am also often troubled by myopia.

Hey, myopia is really a troublesome thing! Essay on My Troubles 2

Life is like a kaleidoscope, there are happy things and bad things. Sad, lucky, painful... Today, I will tell you about an annoying thing in my life.

I remember last Monday, when I went home at night, I walked in. I saw a little Pekingese dog running around in the community. I pretended to walk over as if nothing had happened. However, I was still very afraid of it, so I saw it running towards me. Walking turned into running. When the little Pekingese saw me running, it actually started to chase me and roared a few times. I was so scared that the little Pekingese started running like crazy. Chasing me. At this moment, the little Pekingese was no longer the docile, cute and beautiful little Pekingese. At this time, I suddenly threw something away. When I threw it, I lost my footing and fell to the ground. When the little Pekingese saw me falling to the ground, I got up from the ground and dusted myself off, shocked. . I saw my face and my knees. I hurried home to treat the wounds.

After being chased by the little Pekingese, I became more afraid of dogs and worried about dogs every time. Where did it appear? Once, when I opened the door of my unit, a little Pekingese dog rushed out of the elevator with a bang. I waited until the dog was taken out by its owner. Walk carefully from outside to the elevator, and then carefully check if there are any dogs around. Although my father, mother and grandfather advised me not to be afraid of dogs, people are bigger than dogs, and dogs don’t chase you if you don’t mess with them. . My grandfather even led me past the dog and let it roar at me. My parents also told me: "Dogs are not scary."

Despite this, I still live in fear of dogs. An annoying thing in .

An Anxious Thing About Me Composition 3

Speaking of annoyances, my biggest annoyance is carelessness and sloppiness. My parents have told me about this countless times, but I never listen. No, I'm careless again.

This morning, when team leader Lu Yijun was collecting English books, he saw that there was no homework for me, so he said to me: "Wang Xinyi, where is your English book?" "Didn't I give it to you this morning? Well." "But it's not there. You can look for it again!" I rummaged around in my schoolbag, but there was still no book. I was about to cry when class was about to begin. She comforted me and said, "You go first. Don't worry, I'll look for it in the notebook." As she said this, she looked around in the notebook.

"Ding-a-ling--" The school bell rang. This was a Chinese class. When I took out the Chinese book, my English book fell out of the Chinese book. I thought to myself: Hey, isn’t this the English homework due this morning? Why is it included in the Chinese language book? get out of class was over, I blushed and gave Lu Yijun my English homework, and she quickly ran to the office. I thought it was solved, but later I found out that she turned in her homework late and was scolded by her English teacher. I lowered my head and said to her: "Lu Yijun, I'm sorry. I was too careless and put the English book in the Chinese book, which caused you to be scolded by the teacher. I'm sorry!" "It doesn't matter! Don't do it next time. Sloppy." I nodded vigorously.

In the days to come, I will never be unable to find a notebook again, because my three magic weapons of seriousness, carefulness, and concentration have defeated sloppiness and carelessness! My Troubling Thing Essay 4

Everyone has their own troubles. My trouble is that my mother loves to nag.

Everyone knows that I like to play with mobile phones. Every time I come back to Huangcai, I will definitely pick up my grandma’s mobile phone and play games. At this time, my mother would definitely keep nagging, "What's so fun about this game, and how it will affect my academic performance..." A lot of words came, and slowly, this became a worry for me.

Sometimes I wonder, why does my mother like to nag so much? She scolded me, "Aren't I tired?"

Sometimes I really don’t like my mother’s nagging. Every time she nags, I always find various excuses to avoid her nagging, and sometimes I even want to refute. Once, I actually retorted when my mother was nagging me, and my mother immediately said ten more things to me. I always hated her in my heart and wanted to scold her, but I didn't dare, so every time after my mother finished nagging me, I felt very uncomfortable and wanted to cry.

But after the last psychological education, I completely changed my view on my mother’s nagging. Every time my mother nags me, it’s for my own good. Every time she talks to me when I’m playing games, it’s to tell me not to be addicted to games. Every time she asks me to read my homework, it’s all for me to grow better. quick. My mother's inner dialogue with me moved me to tears. It was not like crying when I was injured or fighting, but a new feeling. It turns out that being addicted to games will only lead to depression, vision loss, sleep rhythm disorder, affect academic performance, and also have a great psychological impact.

After listening to my mother’s words, I suddenly realized that I was determined to reduce the time I spend playing games. My Troubling Thing Essay 5

Today, I encountered a very troubling thing that made me feel depressed?

This is what happened: Two weeks ago, Teacher Chen praised me, saying that I had a nice voice and played the guitar well. Let me practice hard and prepare to perform on stage on June 1st. After hearing the news, I was excited for several days, thinking what a great opportunity it was to be able to show off my talents on such a big stage! Imagine me standing on the stage, wouldn't I be able to become a famous figure in school? I made up my mind to train well.

From that day on, I practiced guitar playing and singing for 30 minutes every day after finishing my homework.

However, this morning, Teacher Chen asked me to go to the office with her to find a music teacher. When the teacher said this, I had a bad feeling in my heart.

Teacher Chen told me that he was not sure whether I could perform on stage alone and that I had to ask the music teacher of our class. But it's not good. The music teacher's answer is no! cannot? I'm confused. The music teacher said that it is based on the class and cannot be registered as an individual. Teacher Chen also helplessly defended me. Then wouldn’t my training be in vain? I almost shed tears, why doesn't our festival give me a chance to show myself? Moreover, Teacher Chen originally told me to perform on behalf of the class, and can I blame Teacher Chen? Who makes Teacher Chen not our music teacher? Alas, I stayed there dejectedly.

Hey, the more I think about it, the more annoying it becomes. What else can I do? Why do annoying things happen to me? By the way, Teacher Chen also said that even if you can't perform it in school, you can still show it to your classmates in class. Teacher Chen also said that he would make a short video of me and send it to the parent group to let more people know about my specialties. Thinking of this, my heart seemed to suddenly become brighter. My Troubling Thing Essay 6

I live in a warm and happy family, growing up carefree under the care of my parents. If you have any problems in life or study, you can always get help from your parents as soon as possible. However, since I entered senior year, I have had one thing that bothers me.

It’s rare to get an early bed on Saturday morning. My mother is like a battery-free alarm clock, sure to wake me up at the specified time. I reluctantly opened my eyes and said, "I have a day off today, so I don't have to get up early." My mother whispered softly, "You forgot, there is an English cram school today." I rubbed my sleepy eyes and said, " It’s hard for me to sign up for so many cram schools on Sunday, but I don’t have any time of my own. It’s all because of you, so I won’t go.” I saw my mother’s face suddenly change from a pleasant look to a furious one. Instantly solidified. Within seconds the quilt was ripped off me.

I think of how many classmates were unable to attend their birthday parties because they had to attend tutoring classes. I think of every time my younger brother showed off in front of me the fun places he went to. I thought of how I didn’t listen when my classmates were talking together. Things said. My tears flowed out uncontrollably.

I know that my mother will not compromise on my studies. When I got on the bus to school, scenes flashed before my eyes. When my mother asked me for pronunciation of the phonetic symbols, when my mother memorized words with me, when my mother spoke with me in unskilled English, I suddenly felt sour. My mother wanted me to get good grades, but I was so ignorant that I made her angry.

Poor parents in the world, I must study hard and live up to my parents’ expectations. Essay 7 about my troubles

It was Sunday morning, and my mother asked me to write an essay. well! When it comes to writing essays, I get annoyed. Writing is the most annoying thing for me. I sat there and thought hard for a long time, but I still didn’t know what to write.

Suddenly, a book "Primary School Students' Award-winning Essays" flashed in front of my eyes. To me, it was like a twinkling star in the dark night. But after flipping through it again and again, I still couldn't find the right title. , so distressed!

It was lunch time, and as soon as I came to the dining table, my father said, "Have you finished writing the essay? I will check it later." As soon as my father finished speaking, I lowered my head. "You haven't written a word for so long?" My mother shouted loudly. At this time, my head lowered even lower, and my mother said loudly, "If you can't finish writing today, you won't have dinner tonight. "After I returned to the room, I thought about it, but I still didn't know what to write. Suddenly, I remembered what to write. Can I write down what happened today? Then I picked up the pen and wrote quickly. When I finished I handed the composition to my mother, and she said happily, "It was finished so quickly. It's great." When I heard my mother say the word "awesome", my heart felt like a budding flower. It opened.

Today’s troubles were solved with one word, and I will no longer worry about writing essays in the future. Teachers often tell us that life is the source of writing, and it is indeed true.

An Anxious Thing About Me Essay 8

What annoys me the most is that I am covered in fat.

Every time acquaintances meet, they will smile and tease me: "Long time no see, little fat guy, I've gained a lot of fat on my face recently!", that's all, and they also like to pinch my face. . There is an indescribable feeling in my heart, and then they will comfort my "injured" heart: "Well, not only have I gained weight, but I have also grown taller." At this time, I would think in my heart: Hum , so what’s wrong with being fat? I gained weight through hard work, bite by bite. Isn’t this also a kind of perseverance?

Speaking of eating, I will think of my old mother. Because I was fat, she always cast an annoying "tightening curse" on me when eating. She would "chirp" in my ear. "Eat less, that's all for today. Look how fat you are! Stop eating! You should really lose weight when you walk." Calluses have grown, and since this is a commonplace version of advice on weight loss, I automatically switched my mother’s nagging to Gong Linna’s “Uneasiness”.

Speaking of weight loss, my old mother has already helped me formulate 7749 weight loss tips, including skipping rope, running, playing badminton and so on. Every week, she would send me to the badminton hall to play badminton, or go for a run downstairs after dinner, or jump hundreds of ropes before going to bed, making my tired bones sore and my muscles trembling. After exercising, I climbed into bed and fell asleep soon. In my dreams, I dreamed more than once that I had become a muscular man with muscles all over my body, proficient in all sports, and without any fat on my body.

Every time I wake up, I will sigh: "I must lose weight successfully. In order to become a man with abs, I will burn my calories and say goodbye to the fat all over my body!" Composition on one of my troubles 9

Many things have happened in my life, some of which make me feel proud, some of which make me feel happy, and some of which make me feel inferior... Something happened during this summer vacation Worrying things make our whole family troubled and uneasy.

The summer vacation coincides with my grandfather’s eightieth birthday. Many relatives came to the house. Almost all the guests who saw me would say in surprise: "Oh, Ma Rui, why are you so fat now?" Upon hearing this, my heart dropped to the bottom of my heart. I quietly hid in my room and cried secretly.

My parents realized the seriousness of the matter and took me to Nanjing Children’s Hospital for a physical examination the next day. After various examinations, the doctor said to me seriously: "Your weight is seriously over the standard. If you don't control your weight, you are likely to get 'three highs'."

I was shocked and opened my mouth. My mouth was speechless for a long time.

On the way home, I secretly made up my mind: I must never gain weight again, I must lose weight. So, I asked my parents to develop a weight loss plan for me and asked my mother to supervise me.

Keep your word. Every day I take the time to do my homework, try to get more physical exercise, control my diet, avoid eating fried foods, and eat more green vegetables.

With persistence and hard work day after day, my weight loss plan has achieved some results. I must continue to work hard and make this annoying thing no longer bother me! An Anxious Thing of Mine Essay 10

Whenever I see the glasses with broken legs in the drawer, I regret it very much. It has become a lingering annoyance in my heart.

When I was a child, I thought wearing glasses was cool, so I kept looking at my mobile phone, watching TV, playing on the computer, and did not do eye exercises... Finally, my mother had no choice but to buy me a pair of glasses, and then I started It felt good, but I really regretted it later.

Once, our school held a badminton match. I showed off my skills and there was no problem at first. But when our class played against Class 41, I accidentally dropped my glasses. I hurriedly picked them up. But the ball from the opposing class had already flown over my head. When I saw that our class was missing one point, I was about to cry. The teacher hurriedly came over and said, "Don't be discouraged. We will get that point back next time."

Several female classmates came over to cheer me on, and I suddenly felt endless strength. I thought to myself: With so many girls cheering me on, it would be so embarrassing if I lost! But surprises are always unexpected. After a few rounds, the outcome was determined. I jumped up and tried my best to decide the outcome with one shot, but I jumped too high and dropped my glasses. As a result, the glasses and the badminton were thrown together. Because the glasses were too heavy and they didn't fly very high, the opponent caught the ball immediately, but my glasses flew out of the sky. The opponent hit the ball to me, but I couldn't see it and could only After typing randomly, our class lost two points. When I was about to look for glasses, the teacher loudly said: "Class 41 wins!" My heart suddenly went cold and I felt very embarrassed.

From that day I knew that if you wear glasses, there will be a lot of inconvenience, so we must protect our eyes.