Growth is a cup of tea. We need to taste it slowly and drink it carefully in order to taste its sweetness and drink its bitterness. ...

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In the afternoon, holding a cup of green tea, the elegant fragrance of tea made me see the recent scene.

She is the object of my frequent quarrels. Unfortunately, this semester's seat happened to be arranged to sit with her. It's true that friends don't meet. She forgot to bring her English book when she was reading this morning. She looked at me with pitiful eyes when I was reading a book. I looked at her. She didn't speak, but I knew it. "Do you want to borrow her to watch it together?" I thought to myself, "She didn't ask me to borrow it. Why did you show it to her?" The usual contradiction urges me to oppose this practice. However, I think, where is the truth in the book and the teacher's teaching? Is "helping each other" just a casual slogan? There are contradictions, mutual assistance is true, and friendship still exists. After some psychological struggle, I finally moved the book and motioned to read it with her. She touched the book and looked up at me. We passed a warm smile.

Yes, I grew up and learned to smile.

In the evening, put a cup of black tea on the table, which is full of flavor. It tastes astringent and sad.

During the holiday, I admired a net friend. From his words, I fell in love with this feeling. However, the homework is heavy, and I can't indulge in this feeling. Therefore, I restrained myself from surfing the Internet. Although sometimes I can't help but turn on the computer secretly, every time I think of what he said to me: "Have a good class and have a good exam!" " "I always come back to reality, pick up the book and read it carefully.

Every time I close the door to sleep, I always can't restrain my feelings and often cry. ...

Yes, I grew up and learned to miss and cry.

If innocence is flawless beauty, it will be even more beautiful when you grow up. I learned to enjoy, ups and downs, which is also a problem when I grow up.

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I bid farewell to the primary school full of childlike interest and entered the middle school full of hope. Although the courses have been added a lot and the workload of homework has increased a little, I still often reflect: "Have I really grown up?"

I grew up, bid farewell to naivety and move towards maturity. My perspective on the problem has changed and become more objective and comprehensive; I often reflect, often try, and try to rely on my own strength to explore the principle of a thing.

I grew up, bid farewell to dependence and move towards independence. I won't let my parents fold the quilt, clean the house and pack my schoolbag for me again. When others want to help me, I often say confidently, "I can do it!" " "When my parents are away, I will take care of my life alone. When my parents are busy, I will help with housework and chat with my parents to relieve boredom. I will use my ability to create a beautiful day!

I grew up, bid farewell to pride and learn to be modest. I remember when I was in primary school, I did well in an exam unexpectedly. I am very complacent and proud, but in another unit exam, I stumbled and lost my foothold. My mother often says I am proud, but I can't change it. But I got 1 1 in the mid-term exam this semester. I am no longer proud, but humbly accept other people's opinions and study harder. Finally, I won the first place in the final exam. I tasted the sweetness of humility.

When I grow up, I bid farewell to laziness and move towards diligence. I used to sleep late in primary school, but when I entered junior high school, I was "bitter" and arrived at school at 7:25 in the morning. At first, I complained every day: I was still writing my homework so late, I had to get up early in the morning, and what was more painful was that I had to go to class on Saturday and go to the Olympics on Sunday. But then I found that getting up early every day is not a bad thing, it exercises our will. I began to stop complaining. I have to say, I am diligent.

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Perhaps, this is called growth, and the journey of growth is a section. ...

"Have I really grown up?"

Oh! Yes, I have grown up. ...

I have grown up.

Time flies across the sky like a meteor. Suddenly, I changed from a little boy who was learning a language to a big boy who was about to enter middle school. Before I tasted it, my childhood left me. ...

I was really happy when I was a child: playing hide-and-seek with my friends in the yard for one, two and three; Running around the yard with them, I fell black and blue and couldn't get up on the ground; Fight a mud battle in the mud beach; Climbing trees in the street; Wandering by the pond ... the simple words that once made people laugh and cry are no longer spit out, the once irritating disasters are no longer broken, the once fun-filled games can no longer be played, and the once precious freedom is no longer possessed.

Yes, I have grown up, and I don't even know myself. Once pure eyes are gone, soft hands are gone, and sweet voice is gone.

I have grown up. It is no longer naive primary school students who pick up and drop off all day, but middle school students who have worries and care about themselves.

I remember one time, when I came home from school, I saw my house in a mess, and suddenly a brand-new idea came to my mind-why not help my mother clean the house! Ok, let's do it, so I picked up the cleaning tools and began to clean the house. After cleaning for about two hours, I was so tired that my back ached. I think my mother is too hard, too hard.

At that moment, when I grew up, I could proudly say to myself, "I grew up!" " "

You choose one!