My suffering and happiness composition material

Chapter One: My Pain and Joy

Happiness is like a flower, pain is like grass. If there are flowers but no grass, the beauty of the flowers cannot be shown. If there are grass but no flowers, the greenness of the grass cannot be shown. The same is true for learning. There must be happiness in the pain, and the pain of nostalgia for the past is indispensable in happiness. Learning without pain is so boring, and with pain and no happiness, life is so bleak and sad.

Thinking of me, I am busy studying every day... I really don’t know when it will end. I always think silently that one day I can play happily, knowing that God will not fulfill my wishes. But I still hold on to one day of freedom. well! The homework is like a mountain weighing down on me, making me breathless. I can only reminisce about the fun of childhood in my own "dark cabin", but it doesn't last long. A cold and biting wind would blow from the "dark cabin", blowing away my childhood dreams; far away.

All pain goes away with the wind, and sweetness comes when bitterness is over. I always say to myself: "Learning will make you happy and comfort yourself." This is indeed a good way to comfort yourself.

Learning that pain and joy go hand in hand will make life more fulfilling and meaningful. Chapter 2: My Bitterness and Joy

The taste of green tea is very unique. When you first take a sip, it is extremely bitter, but if you savor it carefully, you can feel the fragrant tea in it. Life is like a cup of green tea, with a hint of bitterness mixed with happiness, and a hint of sweetness mixed with bitterness.

Like others, I also want to be a good child and a good baby in the hearts of my parents. So I tried everything, whether it was cooking, housework, art, music, studying, computers, or even sports. Anyway, I try my best to do well no matter what.

From the day I learned how to cook, I cooked lunch and lunch on Saturdays and Sundays. Sometimes when grandma was not at home, I would get up early to cook. After I finished it, I got a smile from my mother and said "That's great, girl"

That's when I am the happiest and happiest!

However, my father is always away from home. Although he comes back a lot, I still miss him very much. So as soon as Dad came back, I performed better than before. Mom and Dad are always worried about being too slow to get out of work. At this time, our parents will tell us if we make a mistake.

I understand. But I'm still sad.

In life, pain and joy coexist. As long as you always keep smiling, there will be more joy! Chapter Three: Composition on the Pain and Joy of Learning

Although reading is painful, it is fun.

On the journey of life, although everyone longs for happiness and does not like sadness, they are twin sisters, and they follow each other like a shadow on the stage of life. The same is true for us when we learn knowledge. We strive for the dazzling "number maze" and work hard for the headache essay questions. On the surface, these are indeed very hard work. However, on the other side of the hard work, what greets us is a series of notes of joy.

“One hard work, one harvest”. You have to pay a certain price for hard work. Without the hard work, how can you appreciate the sweet harvest? It turns out that the ocean of knowledge is not calm. If you want to gain true knowledge, you must raise your sails and work hard, which is bound to be painful. In the face of it, should we be timid and timid, or should we strive for progress? Of course, the former will not achieve success in their career, let alone appreciate the joy of learning; while the latter will appreciate the fragrance of knowledge and usher in the fruitful results of "plum blossoms fragrant". Think about every bit of progress you have made, which bit is not obtained through hard work!

"The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."

What we desire is to gain knowledge, so what’s the price? Of course, seeking knowledge is hard work, but wouldn’t it be happy when we ingrain the knowledge we have gained with hard work into our minds? Chapter 4: The pain and joy in middle school life

It’s been a month since school started, and I still haven’t seemed to be freed from the damn “primary and middle school connection problem.” I’ve been thinking: What is middle school life like? Good or bad?

On the morning of the first day of school, I felt very painful. Although I have been away from my parents for the "N" time this time, I still miss home. Could it be that this kind of pain is the legendary "pain beyond death"? Because what I am about to endure this time is three years away from my father and mother. well! Let’s talk about studying, don’t talk about sad things.

When I got to middle school, the class teacher was no longer the nagging mother she was in elementary school. Instead, she shut up and let us do our own thing. Let’s talk about the English courses in middle schools. In the English class, the teacher rarely spoke Chinese and taught us almost all in English, which was refreshing and made us feel different. In the microcomputer class, the teacher first taught us the basic operations of the computer, although I was already very familiar with these. But in order for the teacher to give us time to play in our spare time, we have to listen to it, because middle school computers are not like some primary school computers and cannot access the Internet, so we can log on to Chuangwang in our spare time.

There is joy in the hard work, a little joy in the helplessness, and sweetness in the bitterness. This is our middle school life that has just begun. Do you think this is good or bad? Chapter Five: My Pain and Joy

I have been learning violin for almost a year and have experienced a lot of pain and joy. Today, let me tell you about it!

Let me talk about my joy first! Most of my happiness comes from the teacher's praise for me. I remember when I first learned the violin, the teacher asked me to hold the bow. As soon as I picked it up, the teacher praised me for my relaxed hands and perfect posture. The teacher taught me to try singing again and said that my pitch was very accurate and suitable for learning the violin. This gave me a lot of confidence. Every time the teacher assigns homework, I can complete it with high quality. Some students who have been studying for several years cannot do it well for several weeks, but I can do it very smoothly in a week. The teacher couldn't help but give me a lot of praise. Gradually, I was able to play some of my favorite tunes. I often played them to my parents and always received applause from them. Naturally, I will enjoy some rewards, toys, steaks, travel...

Let me tell you my pain again. Since I started practicing the violin, I have to spend at least one hour practicing every day without stopping. Last winter vacation, I went back to my hometown to celebrate the Spring Festival, and I continued to practice with the piano on my back. My classmates come to play with me. If I don’t complete the task, I can’t go out. At that time, I really regretted learning the violin. The fingering techniques and positions I am learning now are very difficult. Some of them have to be practiced hundreds of times each time. My hands are sore from straining and my feet are numb when I stand. I really want to quit.

Children, maybe you are also learning a musical instrument. Like me, you have both hardships and joys! I think, where there is happiness, there must be suffering, and where there is suffering, there must be happiness, what do you think? Chapter Six: My Pain and Joy

People often say: "Memory is a door. When you open it, some things will make you laugh, and some things will make you regret very much. , there are more things that will make you both miserable and happy. "I also have something that is both painful and happy - dancing.

Things started a few weeks ago. One day, I was taking my favorite physical education class, and suddenly, pain came quietly...

The teacher said to us: "Students, today we are going to learn one of the school group dances - the small dance." "White Boat, we will participate in competitions after we learn it. Now let's dance the first few moves of Little White Boat with me." The teacher taught it very carefully, and the students also learned it very carefully. At this time, the teacher suddenly asked me to dance with him. Oh my God! I didn't know how to dance, so I made a fool of myself and made my classmates laugh. I was so ashamed that I wished there was a crack in the ground for me to crawl into.

On the day of the competition, Miss Le also came. Each of our hearts was pounding, as if it was about to burst out of our throats. When we came on stage, we finished the dance calmly, and there was thunderous applause from the audience, which made me feel happy.

Okay, no more. By the way, do you have any such cases? If you have any, please tell me immediately! I can't wait! Composition Part 7: My Pain and Joy

In that vibrant campus, there lives a group of people. They are the successors and founders of the new era. They work hard for this goal. They are learning, but how much pain and joy they include in the process of learning. The sky is always blue, and pain and happiness are eternal and harmonious with each other.

Homework, homework, homework, homework, from five in the morning to nine in the evening, from the crow of the chicken to the crow of the ghost... This is the content of 80% of the school. It does not contain any sloppiness or idleness, and it will always be Busy and tense, the nerves in the brain are running rapidly, and the blood in the blood vessels is boiling all the time. Who said "Students are great!", and who said students "don't have to worry about anything!" People of the previous generation meant studying to have fun, play, and read books. What else is there? Don’t most people go to work after finishing junior high school or high school? They don't have the same pressure as us. We know that if we don't read good books now, we won't be able to adapt to this cruel society in the future. Reading is the only way out!

The sky is always blue, but our suffering is eternal. happy? It’s just a matter of the future. Chapter 8: My Suffering and Happiness

The final exam is coming soon. Reviewing is so hard!

When I get home, I always hear my mother’s nagging: Have you finished your review today? Are you sure about taking exams and dictation? You must get a score of 90 or above! How annoying!

When we came to school, we were like driving a speeding car and couldn't stop until school was over. You see, it's either a test, it's reading aloud, and it's dictation. If I didn’t do well in the exam, I had to be “cordially received” by the teacher in the office. There were countless “whys” and “how could this be so” that make you think twice as big as if I made a mistake in my study. It was a “heavy sin” ! It’s really Coptis chinensis mixed with bitter gourd - bitter on top of bitter!

However, when the test results come out, I will be the "top scorer in the class". Mom will call you "My dear" and make you feel numb. When you think of the teacher's praise "You have made great progress", you suddenly feel the warmth of spring, and your heart feels like eating Gendas ice cream in the dog days of summer, it's so refreshing! Cool! What makes you even more proud is that your classmates look at you with envy and say: "Wow! How awesome!" At this time, I was like a kite in the sky, unable to distinguish east, west, north, south, and let the teacher's score line come to me. control.

Final review, there are joys and sorrows, laughter and tears. It requires diligence and knowledge, and will leave you with endless aftertaste!