I have a nasty composition.

I have a very annoying thing recently, and I don't know who to talk to, so I want to express my feelings here ... The following is an essay (selected 1 1) I prepared for you. Welcome to read it, I hope it will help.

I have an annoying composition 1 Life is like an endless sea, and we are like a boat in the sea. Sometimes the sea is calm and sometimes rough, so people are sometimes happy and sometimes sad. Next, let me talk about my troubles!

Ding! The bell rang, and the students shouted happily, "Going to physical education class again!" But I am worried in my heart: "Alas! Physical education class again. "

Since I became a member of the physical education committee in my class, every time I go to physical education class, I have a headache for a long time, because every time I attend class, I have to stand in front of the team to direct my classmates, line up and wait for the teacher to review. Although students are listening to the teacher in the classroom, once they are outside, they are like wild horses that are released, and they can't control them. It's no use crying dumb. Teachers often need help to tame these wild horses. This is a disgrace to me as a "sports Commissioner".

How can we establish prestige in front of our classmates? How to shout exercises to make students line up as soon as possible to be quiet? I haven't come up with a good idea after thinking for a long time. Does my method need to be improved? Is there anything else I can't do myself? When the time is right, I really should consult my teacher.

Hey, classmate, can you take back your wildness? Be obedient when you should be obedient, and show your energy when you should exercise.

I have a nasty composition 2. If someone asks me what I hate most in the world? Then I will definitely say, "I went shopping with my mother."

I am a 10-year-old little man. Being strong is my advantage. Every time I compete with children, I never lose. Looking at the envious eyes of children, I am really excited and proud! I didn't expect my pride, but it brought me trouble-my mother saw that I was strong and thought I should be able to pick up a lot of things, so she always asked me to accompany her to go shopping or go to the supermarket, and she also called it: help me buy things and buy me delicious food ... but when I got there, I agreed to buy things for me, and one of them didn't buy them, so I became an orderly with a bag. Thinking of this, I can't help reciting my own poem: "Shopping with my mother, time and time again, my mother is really relaxed and only makes me very tired."

Although I resist going shopping with my mother every time, she is always smart enough to succeed. This morning, I was still immersed in the trance of getting up early. My mother dragged me out and went straight to the mall. I asked curiously, "Mom, what are we doing here?" Mom smiled and said, "This weekend, I must take you out to play!" " "I had a poor reaction in the morning, and I really thought my mother was kind enough to take me to the entertainment places in the mall! But as soon as I entered the mall, I knew my mother had given me a backpack again! Looking at the children who are similar to me in the shopping mall, they are also shopping with their mothers, carrying things in their hands. But the difference is: I carry my mother's bag, and they carry what they want. Alas, considering the difference, the treatment is too big!

In the mall, my mother seems to be a different person, as if everything in the mall is free. As soon as I take them, I will buy a big bag. Carrying these things, I feel that my hands are no longer like my hands. Finally, when my mother came home contentedly, I collapsed on the sofa. At this time, my mother brought me a can of coke and pretended to be worried and said, "Zhao Zhao, are you tired?" This coke is an extra reward for you, not an errand fee! I will win the chicken leg next time! ""Oh, next time ... "I shouted in panic. What can I say if I can stand my mother who loves me so much? ...

My mother likes shopping, and she likes to drag me shopping together. It's really annoying. Friends, can you help me?

I have a worry. This trouble only happened a few days ago. That day, I was playing at home and saw the electronic scale hidden behind the clothes rack, trying to weigh myself. My jaw dropped as soon as I stood up. God, I weigh 96 kilograms! At this rate, I am really too fat when I grow up. What if the legs can't support the upper body? I've been thinking about terrible places, but I won't give up, naively thinking that a miracle will happen. I took off my clothes until there was only one pajamas left, but I only lost two pounds!

This kind of worry is like a thorn, deeply rooted in my heart, and like the Monkey King's golden hoop, deeply embedded in my heart, only by losing weight can it be pulled out. I suddenly remembered what my parents often said to me during the winter vacation: "Have you gained weight? Eat less. " At that time, I felt that my ears were calloused. One ear went in and the other ear went out. Now I regret it. If there is a machine that can go back in time and go back to winter vacation, I will definitely eat less!

"It seems that I have to eat less." I muttered to myself reluctantly. I'm still wondering what to do if I can't put on my clothes after I get fat. I shudder to think about it. Other troubles can be ignored and let it go, but this trouble must be more serious, I thought. I think my waist looks like a panda. Even if the panda is a national treasure, I don't want to be fat.

My parents told me to eat less, but I just couldn't keep my mouth shut. The sight of so many delicious foods on the table made my mouth water in thousands of feet. They let me jump rope and play badminton, but this sport is too difficult! I've only been exercising for five minutes, and I don't want to move anymore! Oh, no wonder I'm so fat. I am lazy and greedy.

When I came back from school, I put down my schoolbag and wanted to eat something. I thought the hands and feet of the electronic scale were paralyzed. I silently picked up my schoolbag and walked to the study. In my heart, it's like thousands of caterpillars crawling and crawling, just like being blown by the spring breeze. My heart itches, just like a bud. This feeling of being unable to eat in the face of delicious food is really unbearable! Well, it's all weight.

I wish I could be thinner and thinner. Not if I'm too thin, as long as I can't get dressed. I hope this trouble will pass quickly, so I won't feel so bad. So we can only refuel, refuel. ...

I have a nasty composition 4. I got up early this morning and heard my parents quarreling.

I went downstairs to listen, and their voices were louder than the others. Every time they quarrel, I get restless. This affected my study, and I ignored each other after every quarrel. The cold war lasted for several days.

Once I advised them to make up, they all scolded me and said, what do you children know? Even when I felt it necessary for them to communicate, they didn't listen to any of them and let me go. Every time I watch them quarrel, I feel uncomfortable, but I can only hide in the corner and cry silently. What should I do?

I told my sister about it. My sister said, although I don't know why mom and dad quarrel, I can see three things: First, mom and dad both have personalities, are very competitive and have no patience to listen to each other. This is their way of communication; Secondly, mom and dad love this family, love us very much, and don't want to hurt us intentionally; Thirdly, mom and dad ignored our children's feelings, which affected our study and life. Therefore, my sister suggested, first of all, we must let our parents understand our troubled mood; Secondly, don't stop fighting when they quarrel, otherwise it will be counterproductive; Third, we must find a good way to communicate with parents when they are calm, and strive to make them accept and live in harmony.

Mom and dad, I'm really tired of your quarrel. Is there any good way for you to get along without quarreling?

I've been thinking about communicating with my parents these days, which is really disturbing.

I have an upset composition. Not everyone has something to worry about. I've had one recently. This should start from the beginning of school.

Since the beginning of school, it has not been a big exam. There have been seven or eight Chinese quizzes, but there are really few papers with 90 points or more. Every exam is either over 80 points or close to 90 points. My mother talked about my exam scores more than once. I want to know why I feel good during the exam. Mom has the habit of grading me. In this way, we can know where to deduct points. Now, she said, "Xuan, it's a miracle that you can get more than 90 points in the exam now."

I have a lot of worries about this matter. I am particularly afraid of exams this semester, and I am afraid that I will go home and be trained if I don't do well in the exam. I have formed a psychology of being nervous when I meet an exam. I am also often depressed: I also listen carefully in class and learn well. Why did you still fail in the exam?

It was a long time before I found out. Reasons for poor grades. Every time points are deducted, at least 3 to 4 points are lost due to carelessness. For a long time, 5 to 6 points is not unusual. Carelessness seems to be a small problem, but it is actually a big problem. There are many kinds of carelessness, such as writing words backwards, not doing problems, copying typos, not spelling and so on. In fact, as long as I am not careless, the last 90 points should be very simple.

Alas, carelessness is still a big problem that puzzles people. It turns out that for such a long time, I was blindsided by a "careless guy"

I have a nasty composition. I live in a warm and happy family and grow up carefree under the care of my parents. Things that can't be done in life and study can always get help from parents in the first place. However, since I entered the fourth grade, I have a worry.

I seldom go to bed early on Saturday morning. My mother is like an alarm clock without a battery. She can definitely wake me up at the appointed time. I barely opened my eyes and said, "I have a rest today, so I don't have to get up early." Mother said softly, "You forgot that there is an English cram school today." I rubbed my sleepy eyes and said, "I finally went to so many cram schools on Sunday that I didn't have any time to myself." If you want to report it, I won't go. "I saw my mother's face immediately changed from a happy expression to a rage, and the air froze instantly. After a few seconds, my quilt was torn off.

I think about how many students can't attend the birthday party because they have to attend the remedial class, what interesting places my brother has gone to in front of me every time, and what my classmates have discussed together that I have never heard of. My tears flowed out uncontrollably.

I know my mother won't compromise with me in her studies. When I was sitting on the bus to school, scenes flashed before my eyes. When my mother asked me about the pronunciation of phonetic symbols, when my mother remembered words with me, when I spoke to her in unskilled English, my heart suddenly became sour. My mother wants me to do well in the exam, but I am so ignorant that she is angry.

I have to study hard to carry on the family line, which is disappointing to my parents' expectations.

I have a nasty composition 7. Every time I see the broken leg glasses in the drawer, I regret it. It has become an annoying thing that haunts my heart.

When I was a child, I thought it was cool to wear glasses, so I kept watching mobile phones, watching TV, playing computer and not doing eye exercises ... Finally, my mother had no choice but to buy me a pair of glasses, which I thought was not bad at first, but later I really regretted it.

Once, our school held a badminton competition, and I showed my skills. At first, there was no problem at all. As a result, when our class played against Class 4 1, I accidentally dropped my glasses. I hurried to pick them up, and the ball from the opposite class had flown over my head. I almost cried when I saw that our class was missing a point. The teacher rushed over and said, "Don't lose heart, we'll get that back next time." Several female students came to cheer for me, and I suddenly felt countless strengths, thinking: So many girls cheer for me, what a shame if I lose! But accidents are always beyond my expectation. After several rounds, the outcome has been decided. I jumped up and tried to prepare a ball, but I jumped too high and dropped my glasses. As a result, I bumped my glasses and badminton together. Because the glasses were too heavy to fly high, the other side caught the ball at once, but my glasses flew out of the cloud. The other side gave me the ball, but I couldn't see it, so I had to hit it at random. My heart suddenly cooled and I felt very embarrassed.

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

I have a worry. In my life, there is one thing that really gives me a headache. The thing is, I was chased by a dog.

It happened on Monday morning. On the way to school, I sang: "The sun shines in the sky, flowers smile at me, birds say it's early, why are you carrying a small schoolbag?"

Suddenly, I saw a Beijing Ba dog. It has big eyes, and its funnel-shaped mouth is covered with saliva, as if it took me as prey. I'm so anxious that I'm at a loss. I'm afraid of dogs, especially dogs that run out without ropes. This Jingba dog seems to think I'm weak, too. It sticks out its tongue and licks the saliva on its chin, and begins to hobble along with me. Probably because I was so nervous, I trotted while walking. But Beijing pug is more fierce. He even chased me and yelled at me two or three times. At this time, the Beijing Ba dog is not as docile, lovely and beautiful as the sheep I remember. It becomes fierce, terrible and irritable.

I was panting after being chased. At this time, my foot slipped accidentally, and my skin was scratched at once, and bright red blood flowed out. However, the Beijing bully dog is still chasing me. I was so scared that I rushed into the school at once. As soon as the guard uncle closed the door, my hanging heart was finally put down. Looking back, Beijing Bagou was still wagging his tail at the school gate.

After school, I came out of school and saw Beijing Bagou again. This time I have experience. I walked past the Beijing Ba dog, but it still followed me. Instead of running away, I calmed down and walked slowly. Beijing Bagou followed me slowly. We passed one traffic light after another and finally arrived at the community. As soon as it entered the community, it quickly ran under the tree, where its owner was. It turns out that the Jingba dog wanted to follow me to find its owner. This is just a lost dog.

Although it's been a long time, it's still sad to think about it now. I hope there won't be any dogs chasing me again.

I have an annoying composition. Recently, this book by Charlie Jiuyuanze is very popular in our class. Many people said it was good after reading it, so I borrowed one from the school library. It's really good. I finished it soon.

On the day of borrowing books again, I went to the library with great interest and borrowed another Charles IX, but the aunt in the library said, "You have to return the last one before you can borrow the next one." I'm at a loss. I can't remember where the book went at all. I went back to the classroom angrily and sat in my seat, thinking carefully about who I lent it to or where I put it. I started my book-searching journey.

When I got home, I took down all the books on the shelf and looked for them, but I couldn't find them. Then I turned the room upside down and it was still gone. I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks-running around.

When I got to school, I asked my classmates one by one, and the answers I got were never met. I searched the bookcases and small cabinets at the back of the classroom again, but I still found nothing.

This trouble has been bothering me, like a big stone weighing on my heart. I thought: does this book fly with wings? One day, I found the book lying on my bedside and ran to get it, but as soon as my hand touched the book, it turned into a smoke and flew away. I opened my eyes and found that it was a dream.

Later, I finally told my mother about it. My mother criticized me and helped me find it for a long time, but I still couldn't find it, so I bought one for me. I felt a sort of surge of relief.

Through this lesson, I will never throw things or be careless again.

I have an annoying composition 10 today. My mother said to me at work, "I have to write two papers each tonight." * * * has three sets of papers, and that * * * will have to write six.

I ran to my room at once, closed the door and wrote quickly. I think it's better to write English first. English is easier to write. It is eight o'clock in the morning. I started writing at seven o'clock and just wrote a test paper.

At noon 12, I finally finished writing the English test paper, and then I had lunch in a hurry. After lunch, I started writing Chinese papers again. The Chinese test paper is written very slowly, because in the process of writing, my brother came over and asked me to play with him for a while, then continued to write and handed in the test paper.

By 3: 30 in the afternoon, I had finished writing the Chinese test paper. I felt a little tired, so I slept for about an hour. Who knows? I didn't know it was 4 o'clock.

I'm awake. I'll write the math test paper quickly. I'm really bored-I have to write a test paper one minute and check it the next.

I didn't finish writing a math test paper until 4: 30, and I finished writing the second math test paper at 5: 00.

In the evening, my mother came back. I checked my mother's test paper and found many mistakes, some of which haven't been written yet. I should have accidentally seen the second question when I woke up.

I feel that this day is really annoying, but I spent it on writing test papers, which is not fun at all.

I have an annoying composition 1 1 It's another busy Monday, and I came to school. As soon as I entered the classroom, I saw Wang coming, so I quickly asked her to hand in math, English and Chinese. I picked up my Chinese homework and looked at it. One word is missing, and I haven't finished dictation. English, like math, is much less written.

I immediately flew into a rage, made her stand up, raised her fist and patted her on the back. Back in my seat, my angry heart gradually calmed down. Looking at Wang's annoyed figure, I can't help worrying: how can I let Wang finish his homework? This thing really bothers me! Because the teacher asked me to be Wang's master, I have a great responsibility, and I can't finish the task given to me by the teacher; Besides, I am really worried about Wang. I really hope her grades will get better. I'm bored and don't know what to do.

One day, a good idea suddenly occurred to me. I want to tell Wang, first of all, we should regard homework as playing games, the content of learning as the secret of playing games, and the exam as playing monsters. Master the secret first, and then practice fighting monsters. Solving a problem is to kill a monster. If you do something wrong, the monster will lose before he dies. So as long as you master the secret and practice hard, you will definitely win.

Hearing this, Wang nodded, smiled upward at the corner of his mouth, jumped up and said, "I see, I only answered one question correctly and killed a monster." If I kill them all, I will win. " I said, "Yes, I'm not demanding. /kloc-papers with a score of more than 0/20 will be won if they score more than 95; 100% of the volume, 75 points or more. "

From that day on, Wang began to recite cheats and fight monsters. Although she didn't meet the requirements, Wang also made progress, and I am very satisfied with her. On that occasion, she scored more than 60 points in the Chinese exam, indicating that she killed more than 60 monsters. Now, she is fighting more and more monsters and making progress faster and faster.

Because Wang can finish his homework every day, his grades have also improved. I am very happy, and she is also very happy.

My trouble is finally solved!