"I am a vocational high school student, I am proud" composition

I always feel inexplicably sad when I say goodbye to my childhood, as if my face was still full of childishness yesterday, but today I have to bear a lot of pressure. In the dead of night, I often hold a cup of fragrant tea in my hand and stare at the window alone in a daze. The window shrouded in nightlight was like a mirror. In the haze, I seemed to find another trace of my childhood, and I seemed to see another childish me. I remember very clearly that when I was a child, I was an energetic, carefree, cheerful and straightforward sunny boy. I once hid my failed exam papers in a vase; I once competed with my classmates to poke a hornet's nest, causing him to be stung all over by wasps...

But I felt extremely proud of myself. Please don't laugh at me, because my pride is justified.

I still remember when I first arrived in Tianjin, it was the summer vacation of 2000. I was told that I would study in Tianjin. The sad thing is that I have just arrived here and I am not familiar with the place. At this moment of joy and sorrow, a new semester has arrived. I clearly remember that on the first day of school, I took the initiative to talk to my classmates, but they avoided me like flies. At that time, my heart suddenly went cold, and I really regretted making such a decision. I once thought about not going to school tomorrow, but I was still happy to go to school the next day. Really, I am still proud of my courage until now.