The final exam of the second day of junior high school describes the road to growth, 600 words, urgent, and it is also the composition topic of tomorrow's exam.

There is one thing in the world that can be obtained without effort, and that is age. However, with the growth of age, there is one thing, there is no shortcut, you must work hard and accept, and that is growth.

Life is really like a trip. Therefore, on the road of growing up, we don't care how soon we can reach the finish line, because the scenery along the way is beautiful, because those are all footprints we should miss.

There are always several intersections on the way to school every day. I like standing alone, watching the endless traffic, waiting for the red light to turn green, then crossing the road, feeling the fast-paced life of the city, and walking carefully, for fear that a car will suddenly gallop. In this way, I commute between home, school and crossroads every day. I have hesitated, wandered, moved and been happy on this road. Everything was quiet, but it left a deep mark.

Once I fell on a rainy road when I came home, which was very painful. At first, I sat still crying. Nobody saw me, and nobody could help me. Finally, I had to summon up the courage to stand up by myself. After standing up, I found it not difficult to do so, and finally understood that if I didn't fall down on the road of growth, I wouldn't grow.

When I was in the sixth grade, my grades fluctuated, my relatives' expectations, my teachers' advice and my classmates' concern made me feel very tired and miserable, but I knew I had nowhere to run and no other way to choose. I have to face it, I have to find this way and move on. Hugo said: "Pain can breed soul and spiritual strength". So I know more clearly that if I keep working hard like this, there will be results.

I think the road in front of me must be like a rolling mountain, with ups and downs, even rivers crossing and wolves blocking the way. But I will run and jump step by step, just like a calligrapher's brush, and finally I will shed a trace of perfection by raising, moistening, putting pen to paper and dancing. Because I understand that only when coffee beans are slowly ground into powder can they give off a mellow taste under the brewing of hot milk. I smiled, so this is the real road to growth.

Mr. Lu Xun once said: "There is no road in the world. If there are more people walking, it will become a road. " . And my road to growth is not only built with labor and sweat, but also a road to growth that requires optimism, wisdom, morality and courage.

I have been through 14 of the spring, summer, autumn and winter, and I really miss the past. I miss the warm and happy feeling of snuggling in my parents' arms and the quiet feeling of falling asleep listening to lullabies. At that time, I was so free, carefree and happy, living in my colorful childhood dream.

Time passed by me slowly, and I also put on my schoolbag and red scarf to become a young pioneer. From then on, I entered the magic palace. Under the guidance of my teacher, I swim in the ocean of knowledge and am very interested in all subjects. I am smart and studious, and my grades have always been among the best in my class. I have been a monitor in my class, especially in English. I participated in the national Olympic Games for two years in a row, won the first prize and got a certificate. I have never been proud of it. It is my motivation to study.

In a blink of an eye, I bid farewell to my primary school study life and ushered in a colorful junior high school life, which also provided me with a broad space for development. On the road of youth, I will never give way to the ambiguity of the road and blur my eyes. I will wave the colored pen in my hand, wave hard, wave the brilliance of youth, wave the tenacity against the storm of youth, wave the perfection of the world, and wave the optimism that "a bright lamp shines on the sun".

People are writing their own history every step of the way. When I grow up, a joy of growth will accompany me through every wonderful minute. But troubles will also make me feel the hardships of life and the pressure of study. At the same time, it will make me stronger, have enough confidence and courage, and let me face the test of life, constantly improve myself and surpass myself.

Everyone has his own way of growing up, so that I can have a normal heart, learn to live a dull life and enjoy all the feelings brought by growth. I can't decide the length of life, but I can expand the width of life. Let my growth path leave a string of beautiful memories!

Time goes on, life goes on, and we are growing. Everyone's growth experiences different ups and downs, and everyone's growth also experiences different happiness. Sweet and sour Clasian is a different feeling.

From the moment I was born to primary school, I seldom stayed with my mother. Kindergarten money, I live in my aunt's house. Whenever I miss my mother, I can only think of the scene where my mother comes to see me every month. I won't cry because I tried. It's no use crying. My aunt will only cajole me, not call me mom. Since then, I have developed the habit of hiding everything in my heart and will not cry easily.

When I was in kindergarten, although my mother took me back to Nanping, I still couldn't see my mother every day (she entrusted me to kindergarten). Because I don't cry much, and the teacher doesn't care much about me. I played hide-and-seek with the children again. I hid behind the door, just as the teacher pushed the door in and hit me hard on the head. I stood there without making a sound. The teacher was in a hurry and sent me to the infirmary. The staff in the infirmary said it didn't matter, just a little swollen. Then I took a bottle of tea oil and asked the teacher to draw on time. Therefore, I was also rated as "; Brave star "!

I went to primary school and finally moved back home, having my own little world. However, frequent exams have "cultivated" me into a bookworm. I always pick up a book to read, and my grades are average. In a piano competition, I lived up to expectations and won the second prize. Looking at my mother's happy expression, I can't help feeling sweet, like eating honey. ...

Entering junior high school, I am busier. I looked at the wrinkles on my elders' faces and remembered everything everyone had done for me in 12. I am determined to study hard, get into a good high school, a good university, find a good job and repay my elders and my dear motherland. ...

The road to growth is happy. It's sad, but just keep your direction. I believe that one day, I will reach the other side of success and become a person who contributes to the country and society! There are all kinds of books, including comics, jokes and detectives ... books have always accompanied me to grow up and let me grow up.

When I was a child, comic books brought me fun. When I was a child, I stayed at home just to read the comic book my mother bought me. Some people's lovely images and funny behaviors ... I still remember them clearly. For this, my mother criticized me a lot! I am grateful for books, which brought endless fun to my childhood. In primary school, extracurricular books brought me knowledge.

I was obsessed with reading when I was in primary school, so my grades were not very good when I first entered school. I remember once, the teacher asked us in class which poems Li Bai had written, and let us try to name some poems. Hearing this, I quickly raised my hand, stood up and said a series of words, looking at my classmates gaping at me. I feel very proud. I want to thank the book for giving me a lot of extra-curricular knowledge.

When I was in junior high school, masterpieces brought me solutions to setbacks.

Now in junior high school, I like to read some famous books. When reading famous books, I also realized a lot of truth about being a man. Once I just went to junior high school and took a math test. I didn't get the ideal result in the exam. When I got home, my mother taught me a lesson after reading the grade. When I arrived at the room, I couldn't help crying in the face of the bright red results on the test paper. Ostrovsky's How Steel was Tempered flashed through my mind. Paul Kochakin, the hero of the book, is not discouraged in the face of difficulties. Even if he finally became disabled, he didn't lose confidence and hope in life. Compared with him, I didn't do well in the exam once, and there will be many exams of different sizes in the future. Thought of here, I dry my tears and I will study hard. I want to thank the book, which gave me the strength to solve setbacks and made me understand the truth that "life is like a flood, and it is difficult to stir up beautiful waves without touching the islands and reefs."

Hope to adopt, thank you.