An essay on the subject of annoyance.

No matter in study, work or life, everyone has dealt with composition. Composition is a style composed of words, which expresses a theme through language organization after people's ideological consideration. How to write a good composition? The following is my carefully arranged composition on the topic of annoyance, which is for reference only and I hope it will help everyone.

Everyone will have some troubles when growing up. It is they who make up a colorful childhood for us.

When I was a child, I always ate and played, and I was so carefree every day. However, as I grew older, I never experienced the feeling of freedom as a child. I worry about the exam every day, afraid that I will be criticized by the teacher if I don't do well in the exam. Whenever I see a headache homework, I always sigh. Maybe I can feel better. I won't feel happy at all after finishing today's homework. Because after finishing today's homework, there will be tomorrow and the day after tomorrow ... homework makes me feel like an endless topic.

I remember one English exam, I only got more than 80 points, but the teacher asked us to go back and sign. My heart can't help worrying. What should I tell my mother? Will she blame me? In this way, I spent a long afternoon in fear After school, I walked home with my schoolbag on my back. I just felt that my schoolbag was so heavy today. I know that paper can't wrap fire, so I showed my mother the test paper as soon as I got home. Although my mother didn't say anything, she was very sad. But what worries me more is: what should I do next time? I want to do well in the exam, but no matter how hard I try, I can't do well in the exam. I am very annoyed.

These things are inevitable, only accept the coming of the storm and accept the temper of life. We should face it bravely, because rainbows always appear after storms.

Essay 2 The topic of annoyance is like a cup of strong coffee, like an endless river; Like an episode in life.

It was an afternoon when my good friend Yaya came to me and borrowed the skates I just bought. Oh, my God! Isn't this fatal? From the day I bought it, I took it as a treasure to protect it from any harm, and now my good friend asks me to borrow it. Should I borrow it or not? Borrowing, but reluctant, hurts friends' feelings. Finally, I gritted my teeth and said, "No, this is my child. I am really sorry. " She turned her head and said, "If you can't do it, you cheapskate, I'll never talk to you again." I am really annoyed and sad to hear this sentence. ...

"Kiki, did you make the" Golden Key 1+ 1 "I bought for you? You've been playing dumb all day. " I still play all day, and I don't even have a chance to get out of my cell. What a fart. I want to return the golden key "1+ 1". I think it is "2+2". Well, I won't do it. I didn't play. My mother plausibly said, "Doing homework is nature, and painting is cultivating sentiment." Forget it. Smart people don't care about fools like you. Just do it. Am I still afraid of you? Every day, I'm really bored!

Trouble is like a big, heavy stone in my heart. Is worry a compulsory course in life?

Everyone's growth is difficult, and it can't be smooth sailing, but as long as you treat it with the right psychology, there will be no growth troubles.

For example, I don't have any troubles. Many people are thinking about further education, especially the Middle School Attached to the East Foreign Language School and Heather Normal University. A better junior high school, especially when Mr. Tang said that junior high school this year was particularly difficult and it was almost impossible to choose a school. Even Xiaozhushan Middle School has a lottery, and I'm not worried. Our home is Zhushan's school district, so I'm not worried. Just find someone to have a good class, arachis duranensis, and it's the same in that school. There are still many students who are worried about the children's shoes that they can't stand in junior high school. I'm asking you to write graduation messages, but I'm not afraid. Now that technology is developed, no one in our class has a qq number, not only video chat, but also voice chat, not even qq, and a mobile phone. Now many people in our class have mobile phones. Just pick up the phone and make a phone call, no matter where the other party is, as long as the phone is turned on.

As long as you treat it with the right psychology, your troubles will stay away from you every day!

It is said that children in 2 1 century are the happiest generation, with no food, no clothes and nothing. Actually, we have our own problems.

At the end of every exam, as long as I'm not the first, my mother will say, "You can't be the first ..."

However, when I go home with the first-place exam paper in my heart, my mother will say, "It's no big deal to get the first place after spending so much money." When I was a child, I didn't sign up for any interest classes, but I still got the first place ... "

Every time you argue, "there will always be the first place in every exam." Besides, I'm not interested in class ... "I can get good grades.

When I hear complaints, my mother will say, "We hope the children don't have it. For example, it's not the first time. Can you test it? "

"Do you want to take the exam?"

"I went to so many training courses, 100, 100, and I was waiting in line!"

With the improvement of my mother's voice, I walked into the small room with grievances. ..

When I was a child, I wanted colorful sunshine, but my mother made me a multifunctional learning machine.

Speaking of being sick, everyone must know how painful it is. I was surrounded by illness before school started. Let me tell you how hard it is to be sick!

During my illness, I could only lie in bed and look at the ceiling. I can only read books when I am bored and do nothing else. I was lying in bed reading a book and heard laughter coming from the window. I felt extremely ashamed and thought: If I had listened to my mother, I wouldn't be so bored now. It's really "not listening to the old man"! After a while, twelve o'clock struck. I thought today's meal would be delicious, but when my mother put the meal in front of me, I saw it was millet porridge. I ate my meal in dismay. At the same time, hearing the news of infusion, my heart seemed to be struck by lightning. After eating, I slept for a while. What you can do now is to sleep or sleep, which should be gradually falling asleep. When I woke up.

After I get well, I am very careful in everything I do, for fear of getting sick again. Being sick is really distressing!

Writing about troubles 6 Childhood is like that colorful dream. This sentence is really suitable for other children, but it is not suitable for me, because there is not much joy accompanying me to grow up, only my parents have too many reproachful eyes and a gloomy face.

Whenever Grandpa Sun smiles brightly, I go to school with a heavy bag on my back. I hung my head and trudged to school. As soon as I finished my homework after school, my parents' stern voice rang out in my ear: "Wei Wei, write in Chinese calligraphy!" " Draw a picture! Practice the piano quickly! Come on! I can only obediently obey the "orders" of "Sir"! What can we do?

The long-awaited Saturday has finally arrived! But my mother said, "Do your homework quickly". I dawdled away and started another tense day. I was doing my homework when suddenly there were bursts of laughter downstairs. I opened the window and saw the sky outside was so wide, the grass was so green, and my friends were having so much fun. It feels really hard. Me, I'm like a caged bird.

After a hasty lunch, I practiced calligraphy under my mother's supervision again. Practice practice, a tear fell on the rice paper, and I cried.

Mom and dad, children's childhood is very short, please don't deprive them. I hope you can give us a happy childhood! I hope that the star on the horizon that belongs to our happy childhood will shine again and smile again! Let time belong to ourselves again!

Everyone says it's good to grow up. What are the benefits of growing up? When I grow up, I will only get more nagging from my parents. i do not want to grow up.

Entering junior high school marks that I am no longer a naive and willful child, but a teenage girl.

Alas, the bigger the trouble, the more trouble. Look: I get up before dawn every morning and go to school for morning reading. It's one paragraph after another. I finally looked forward to mid-air. Without saying a few words, another teacher came.

Participate in school, and you can't stop at home. Homework is one after another, and we have to "struggle" until 10: 30 at night. God, when is the end?

You said that teachers should assign more homework, and even parents should join in the fun! Take away all my precious books, just like the Japanese rob the granary in China. I also lost some fancy "sushi": Chinese, math, English and other review materials ... alas.

Study hard and don't relax in the exam. There will be a quiz in January and a big exam in March. Really answered what a celebrity said: exams are teachers' magic weapons; Points, the lifeblood of students! There is also a "dream order" as evidence: studying hard for the exam questions, sleeping and not knowing the way home; Go home after dark and step into the depths of the house; Score, score, provoke anger!

The poems written by these students are by no means exaggerated. Alas, how I want to have a robot cat and let it use a "massage chair" to eliminate my physical fatigue; Let it use the "random door" to eliminate my mental fatigue. ...

Alas, growing pains, you are really more trouble than trouble!

Adults say childhood is rich and colorful, full of innocence and laughter. But I have an annoying thing.

I get good grades in Chinese and English, but I don't get 90 points in math every time, so I often get points.

Take this final exam as an example. Review hard before the exam. I want to get more than 90 points in math, even 90 points. During the exam, I can do most of them, except for an application problem that stopped me like a roadblock. Somehow, I was confused. After all, I checked the question again and thought, this time it should be right.

Who knows, the notice was sent down, my God! Eighty points! That will be a day! If that question is wrong, only 5 points will be deducted. /kloc-how to deduct 0/5 points? This score is a bolt from the blue for me, just like falling into an ice cave. I despair ...

"Why, 20 points have been deducted. What's wrong?" I kept muttering before handing out the documents.

Alas! Math, you are my nemesis!

My problem is that I don't have my own leisure time on weekends.

I remember that Friday, I finished all my homework and asked for a snack to have a rest. However, my mother said like a Tyrannosaurus Rex, "Do my extracurricular exercises quickly!" " ""oh! " I nodded reluctantly. I began to work hard and finally finished all the extracurricular exercises assigned by my mother. However, my mother said, "Go to sleep! ""I said gloomily, "Well, isn't there a life I want?"

The next day, I got up excitedly and wanted to watch TV for a while. As a result, my mother found out and said sharply, "Go! Go and have breakfast. "

In this way, after eating a good meal, I repeatedly begged my mother to let me rest for an hour. My mother was so angry that she had to let me watch TV for a while. But he repeatedly urged: "Look at the time, and write in brush when the time comes!" " "I'm so happy, busy watching TV. I took potato chips and watched wonderful cartoons freely, but in a blink of an eye, the good time was disillusioned ... Ah, this is my weekend-only one hour belongs to me!

How I wish I could arrange my own weekend and have my own life! This problem has become my trouble! (Author: Liu Zhiming)

I have a worry that I am a little short, and my parents hope that I can grow a lot at once.

Once, my brother and I went to the park to play volleyball. I want to pick up the volleyball as soon as it comes. Who knows, the tall brother raised his hand over my head and hit the volleyball into the air. I missed the ball several times in a row. My brother said angrily, "It's all because you are too short. It's no fun to play like this. Let's play badminton! " "

My brother picked up the racket and badminton, and I picked up the racket that was heavy for me and started playing with my brother again.

My brother hit the ball at me, but he hit it too high for me to catch it. It's my turn to serve. I think: My brother is tall, so I should play higher. However, I hit really high, but I only hit ten centimeters away. Later, when serving, it really went far, but it was too low. I took the initiative to say to my brother, "I'm sorry, it's all because I'm too short." "Never mind, come on and grow!" My brother said to me gently.

Hey! I know I'm really short, and I can't solve this problem. I really hope I can grow taller!

My biggest worry is a crowded Sunday! On that day, I had a lot of spare time to study, English, chorus, piano, painting … almost all day.

Just last Sunday, I just wanted to watch TV after breakfast, and my mother rushed over and said, "It's late to sing, hurry up." My mother is the queen, so I have to leave impatiently. But as soon as I finished the chorus rehearsal, my father came in the car. He said, "I'm going to be late for painting. Hurry up!" " "I had to climb into the car slowly and rush to the next class-painting. When I got home, I wolfed down my lunch and wanted to have a rest. Grandpa dragged me to my least favorite English interest class, thinking that I could have a rest after this class, I convinced myself to go happily. Finally, the English interest class ended, but the piano teacher called and said that the class was 45 minutes early, so I had to rush to class. After dinner, I'm going to review again I think, I haven't rested all day today, and I have to recite words, do papers and recite words at night ... many things are waiting for me!

Hey! Sunday really bothers me (Author: Tan Chuchu)

Everyone has troubles, of course, I also have my troubles-that is painting.

Recently, my mother enrolled me in a painting class, and I studied sketching. Every time I go home after painting, my mother asks me to repeat the painting I learned today several times.

For example, one day, after a good painting class, I want to play football. When I got home, I put down my pen and drawing board, grabbed my football and was excitedly preparing to go downstairs. My mother saw it and asked, "What are you doing?" "I'm going to play football!" "No, draw two pictures before you go!" In this way, I was dragged back to draw by our "tigress".

Time goes by little by little, and I draw one at a time ... "Finally finished!" " "I looked at the time" 17:55! "alas! You can't play football, so watch TV! When I turned on the TV, I was watching it with relish. My mother, our "big tigress", came again: "Finished watching!" "yes." "Show it to me!" I handed her the picture, and when she saw it, she said, "The lines are too messy. Draw another one! """Ah!" My eyes suddenly went "dark" ...

This is my trouble. I don't know when my mother will understand my pain!

In my life, I have both happiness and distress. My distress is that I am forced to learn all kinds of amateur knowledge on weekends and can't rest.

On weekends, I will sing a chorus from nine to eleven in the morning. When I get home, I can finally have a good rest. My terrible grandmother asked me to practice the guzheng again. In my eyes, grandma is a veritable "tigress", so I have to obey orders. Finally, I'm going to have lunch again. After lunch, I really want to sleep. However, as soon as I got into bed, my grandmother pulled me up again and said, "Go! The interest class is too late! " I dragged my tired body through the interest class. When I got home, I turned on the TV and sat on the sofa watching cartoons for a while. Then grandma came over and said sternly, "Why don't you practice guzheng?" I finally broke out, jumped up from the sofa and said angrily, "grandma, I really can't stand it." I can hardly rest on weekends! " "Grandma was shocked and silent for a while. She said, "I'm sorry, son, I just hope you can become a talent in the future ..." After listening to this sentence, I was very unhappy when I looked at my grandmother's back.

Yes, how much trouble we have to face for our "success"! I really hope that adults can understand our troubles and return the weekend to us!

The essay 14, with the theme of troubles, grows like a river and carries the childhood that has quietly passed away; Grow up like white clouds, flowing with childhood ignorance; Growth is like a song, which sings the helpless troubles when you grow up, but you can't help laughing in retrospect. ......

Time goes by like running water. I walked into the literature hall of junior high school with a vision of a better life in the future, and walked into this school that I have always been curious about. However, middle school life doesn't seem as beautiful as I thought. The trouble of growing up is to enter this disappointing middle school.

When I decided to have fun in my junior high school life, a sudden monthly exam turned my head. Growing pains are dazzling marks on the monthly exam paper.

When I finally stabilized my mood and made up my mind to study hard, the applied problems in mathematics dazzled me. Growing pains are embarrassing application problems in mathematics.

Growing pains are disappointment in hope, loss in self-confidence, sweetness in bitterness and bitterness in sweetness. I firmly believe that when God closes a door, he will also open a window for you. Life is picturesque and growth is poetic. I hope you can "have a bright future" in your growing troubles.

Annoying topic composition 15 "Annoying, annoying!" Hey! I failed the exam today. ...

When I handed out the test paper, a bright red 87 points came into my eyes. Seeing this score, my heart ached and I turned over the paper at once. "ah!" I let out a cry, and even my composition, which is usually among the best, was only 19. This bright 19 score stung me like a sharp knife, which made me extremely annoyed.

In the second class, the math teacher came into the classroom with a full face of anger and said seriously, "I'll announce the result of this exam!" " "First place, not me, second place, not me, third place, not me ... I didn't sign up until the fifteenth place. I didn't listen to what the teacher said at the back. I only thought about one question. What happened to me today? How can I explain to my parents when I get home with such poor exam results? You know, my mother will definitely reprimand me, and my father will also publicize my "glorious deeds" everywhere. It's really embarrassing! Look now, listening to the teacher's criticism, looking at the students' surprised eyes, I can't wait to find a crack in the ground ... it's all the fault of my grades. What can the grades tell us?

I am bored to death! I am bored to death! Really annoying!