Whether in school or in society, people will inevitably touch or use words. Writing is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. There are many points for attention in composition. Are you sure you can write? The following is a 600-word growth story composition collected by Bian Xiao. Welcome to read the collection.

Growth story composition 600 words 1

In the process of growing up, "persistence is victory" is a wise saying that I believe most. It always reminds me that no matter what I do, I can't give up halfway. It is this sentence that has always inspired me. Now I'll talk about climbing the Great Wall.

I remember that it was a summer vacation, and our family traveled to Beijing, including a very important trip-climbing the Great Wall. We got up early that day and arrived at the Great Wall by van early. At this time, the foot of the Great Wall is already crowded with people. I looked at the endless Great Wall and couldn't help flinching. I quietly pulled my mother's sleeve and whispered, "Mom, there are so many people here, let's not climb!" " ""No, you can't give up anything easily! " Mother said firmly and persistently, "haven't you heard the saying' you are not a hero until you reach the Great Wall'?" "I don't think I can give up halfway. Sticking to the end is victory, not to mention I want to be a hero again! Just thinking about my home, this army began to advance to the highest peak of the Great Wall. At the thought of being a hero, I am full of infinite power, and walking ahead becomes the "boss" of my family. Stepping on the steep steps, I can't help admiring our ancestors, who created today's magnificent Great Wall with hard-working hands. I made up my mind to climb the Great Wall and not lose face to my ancestors. At this time, menstruation and grandma were so tired that they gasped and shouted, "I can't climb." They chose to give up. Although he shook his head helplessly, he climbed up unyieldingly. Some steps are very high, equivalent to the height of one and a half steps at ordinary times. I did my best. It's getting closer and closer to the summit, and only the last section is left. Although I am very tired, the summit is just around the corner. I gritted my teeth and struggled to get up. Finally, we reached the top of the mountain. The winding and long Great Wall appeared before my eyes like a dragon. I quickly took out my mobile phone and photographed this unforgettable beauty. Record the moment I arrived at the beacon tower. At this moment, I shouted in my heart: "I succeeded!" " "

By climbing the Great Wall, I have a deeper understanding of my "wisdom" of "persistence is victory". I feel like I've grown up. Whenever I encounter difficulties, this sentence will ring in my ear, remembering my persistence in climbing the Great Wall, inspiring me to never give up and stick to it to win. When I was growing up, climbing the Great Wall was an unforgettable thing.

Fourth grade: Hua

Growing up story composition 600 words 2

I am 12 years old and have a happy growing time.

I was ten years old at that time, and my mother said excitedly, we are going to play in the mountains today, and I am very happy. This is a remote mountain forest. There is no noise of the city here. It is very pure. There is everything in the city. There is one thing in the mountains that is rare in big cities, and that is "green". Everything is green. If you can stay here, you can see rugged mountains and many tall and lush trees when you open the door. It is really beautiful here. Makes me inseparable.

If you live here, as soon as you get up, rub your half-closed eyes, take a breath of fresh air and look around, you will see a fantastic "fairyland" in front of you. I accidentally fell, my mother said kindly, be careful, don't hurt yourself. I said cheerfully: I see.

The dense fog enveloped the whole mountain, and I seemed to walk into my mother's arms, like covering the mountain with a thick quilt, for fear of freezing. Just like my mother tucked me in. The breeze blows up the thick fog around, which looks far away. You can vaguely see the dark green mountains not far away, hear the singing of birds, hear the singing of streams, smell the faint attractive flowers, smell the fresh air and see the white clouds in the sky.

Think about it. I feel my body flying. There is a breeze blowing head-on, and the mist falls on me gently like a drizzle in spring, blowing your troubles away like a kind mother stroking me.

See birds flying freely in the sky. I feel like I'm going to become a bird.

When I close my eyes and enjoy the beautiful scenery, you will feel as if you have just arrived in the paradise of your dreams.

This is the mountain forest that nurtured my growth, where the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

Growing up story composition 600 words 3

As soon as the bell rang, I heard the steady and powerful footsteps of the Chinese teacher echoing in the corridor. I can't help but feel tight all over.

Finally, the bell rang and the Chinese teacher put one foot into the classroom door. I can't help but be attracted by his dark face, and my heart is even more flustered.

At this time, the cloudless sky outside Wan Li suddenly became gloomy and depressing.

Before I recovered from the teacher's gloomy face, I was startled by his hoarse and angry voice: "Who copied the composition on weekends!" " "The teacher even directly ignored his usual sense of ceremony, and I instantly realized that this time it was not tinkering around the edges.

It's dark again. My heart tightened again.

The words sound just fell and I saw a few people standing up slowly. One of them casually curled his pie, as if he were used to it.

As expected, the teacher's harsh criticism was not implemented. He only took one look at them and then withdrew his sight, and continued to glance back and forth with a tiger face.

There was a strange atmosphere in the classroom, but it was unexpectedly harmonious, but it was so quiet that I could clearly hear myself dropping a needle.

There was a sudden flash in the air, and then muffled thunder fell one by one. A huge stone pressed on my heart, making me breathless, but I didn't resist at all, just expecting it not to sink again.

Cold sweat dripping from the forehead, "snapping" on the table, clutching the gel pen, as if unbearable.

Tick-tock, tick-tock seems to remind me not to wait any longer.

Finally, it seems that I can't stand the pain and stand up.

"bang!" That's the sound of a chair falling to the ground. Look, I stood up to meet my classmates' puzzled or contemptuous eyes, stared at the teacher's eyes covered by gold-rimmed glasses, and clearly saw the tumbling feelings inside-disappointment.

It's raining cats and dogs, and it's raining harder and harder.

How I miss my childhood! But it covered me with layers of smoke. Childhood, how unforgettable! But it is like a feather, drifting farther and farther. Occasionally I pick a string of nursery rhymes and put them in my mouth. Ah! It was my childhood, like a bunch of candied haws, sour and sweet!

I remember that year, I was only six years old. Every time I see my father intoxicated when he drinks beer, I can't help wanting a drink. But every time my father shook his head and said, "This thing can't be given to children, it will be intoxicating." The more my father said that, the more I thought it was a good thing. One day, I was the only one at home. When the opportunity came, I quickly took out a bottle of Suntory beer, opened the bottle cap with a red wine bottle opener and poured it into a small cup, which took a lot of effort. Then, like my father, I took a long drink. Ah ah! This taste is bitter and astringent, how is it completely different from what I imagined! Many people have to take a few sips to taste the sweetness, and I can't help comforting myself. After a few drinks, I feel like I'm floating, top-heavy and weak. Just then, my mother came back. She saw my face flushed, then looked at the bottle in the air and understood everything. "What is not easy to learn, but learn your father's bad habits! Wash your face and go to bed! " Mother said seriously with a straight face.

That day, I slept for thirteen hours in a row, but I still felt dizzy and sick after waking up, as if I had just had a serious illness. Oh, I see! This is' intoxicating'! I don't want to mention how sorry I am! Although it is only an episode in my growth story, I understand a truth from it. Children had better not touch what adults say they can't touch, otherwise they can only ask for it.

Famous sayings about growth:

Man has been given a job, that is, spiritual growth. Lev? tolstoy

Humans are often young and mature, and young people are confused. Middle-aged people like to compare other people's achievements with their own, so they feel very depressed and finally live to be old like a silly child who has not grown up. We have been living a rough life, and people's life has passed like this. -San Mao

Any new thing is just a seedling at the beginning, and all new things are precious, because in this new seedling there is endless vitality, great man and strength. Zhou Enlai

Growing up story composition 600 words 5

The story of growing up is like a wheel. When it is turned over, it will leave a solid and lingering mark in our own hearts. And this wheel, when rolling sideways, is hard and sad. When it is rolled straight, it is happy and happy. When it is tilted, it will always be handed over.

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When I was a child, I liked to write some short stories, which may be ridiculous and naive, but the feeling of being immersed in my own artistic conception is really beautiful. I have always cultivated it as a hobby, and I have always believed that my mother thinks so, but I didn't expect such a day to come. "Go back to your home to study!" Why do you read so many useless books? "

That day, I accidentally wandered around a book for a while. As soon as I heard it, my mother immediately scolded me. I spat out my tongue and reluctantly went back to my room. Just as I was about to close the door, a sentence came from the crack of the door: "What are these books for?" Encourage yourself to write so much rubbish. "

My steps stopped at once, but only for a moment. I closed the door gently and sat back in the chair in front of my desk. The chair creaked and turned around, and the sentence became louder and louder in my ear, "I wrote so much junk."

"So much rubbish"

"garbage"

The room was very quiet, except for the squeak of chairs. My hand touched the desk lamp, turned it on, let it emit a little warm light in the dark, but turned it off at will. No matter how warm the light is, it can't shine on my heart. I climbed into bed and forced myself to sleep, but I still let out a low sob. "Break something, break something?"

Tears fell on the pillow. After midnight, I suddenly heard the sound of the door being opened and my mother came in.

She went to my bed and said softly, "I'm sorry, daughter, my mother is very talkative today."

I pouted for three seconds and then patted my mother on the back: "Mom, I'm fine."

My mother looked up at me and said softly, "I'm sorry."

"It's really nothing, Mom." I feel that my heart is getting warmer. "Mom is quick-talking." I smiled.

Mother looked up at me and walked out of the room.

Growth is always complicated, but it will also be warm. Growing up taught me how to be tolerant and how to smile.

Growing up story composition 600 words 6

Childhood is unforgettable, but like a feather, it flies farther and farther, and it can no longer be caught. So, I grew up, and the process of growing up was bittersweet.

The following experience is salty and sweet. "In the beginning, there was no salt at home. Buy it for my mother. " The mother who is cooking said. "Ah. Can you not go? " Mom smiled and said, "Yes, but we won't add salt to our dishes today." I thought about it, how to swallow a light dish without any taste? Well, for the sake of my delicious food, let's be bold once. I took the money, ran to the elevator, pressed the elevator, and suddenly felt that the elevator came very slowly. I kept stamping the floor with my feet, I was afraid that the lights in the corridor would dim. Just when I was nervous, Ding, the elevator finally arrived. I rushed in, wondering why it hadn't arrived yet. I looked at the display screen above the elevator. Oh, I didn't press the elevator. No wonder the elevator doesn't move. I quickly pressed the first floor and reached the door of the first floor. I am facing another new test, and that is darkness. Looking at the dark path outside, I can't help shivering, trying to stay calm, but getting more and more scared. At this moment, a figure came in my direction, and I ran away and couldn't stop. What if he came to arrest me? I can't be caught by him. Finally, I found the man turned a corner and left. I breathed a sigh of relief and ran to the store. I finally arrived. At this time, my hands and feet are cold. I quickly took a pack of salt and prepared to run. I almost forgot to pay. I met my friends in our neighborhood when I came out. I greeted her and found that she was also helping the family to buy things. She is younger than me, but she is so calm. I'm ashamed. I thought and thought, and suddenly I felt that none of this was true. So when I went home, I became very relaxed and I got the delicious food I wanted.

Now the dark road is not terrible in my eyes, and I am happy to see my progress. I know there will be many difficulties in my future growth, but I will overcome them one by one.

Growing up story composition 600 words 7

Flowers bloom and fall; The tide rises and falls.

The annual rings of the tree witnessed its growth, and the veins spun out the traces of its growth. Whose growth is not a story? Who has no memory of growing up?

We walked on the road of growth, experienced glory, felt setbacks, tasted five flavors and witnessed miracles. Walking on the road of growth, we are full of curiosity about the world.

Growing up is the hardship when the bud breaks through the ground. Growing up is the first time we came to this world and cried and opened our eyes. From that moment on, time stopped and witnessed the blooming of a new flower. Later, growth became a stopwatch of time, and every second, we are constantly growing.

On the way of growing up, I met an innocent little beauty. There is a little guy around me, and my life is rich and colorful because of him. He is not only a stalker who clings to people all day, but also a flower who grew up with me. On the road of growing up, it is my belief to follow his example.

On the way of growing up, I met a precious little beauty. Entering primary school, I am ignorant, and now I have become a girl. What accompanied me through the road of learning is friendship and companionship. Friendship, what a warm and beautiful term! On the road to growth, how can it be lacking? Six years of primary school memories, as well as the feelings of junior high school in the next three years, will be beautiful scenery on my growth road!

On the way of growing up, I met a different me. The burden of study is getting heavier and heavier. I changed from an unconscious child to a student who will share my worries about my study. Through continuous learning, I really understand a lot and fully realize what kind of person I am. I was ignorant and hated learning. I have understood the role of learning and will consciously complete the learning task. This is also a kind of growth.

On the road of growth, there have been two figures silently accompanying. From the moment I opened my eyes, I was silently gratified: thank God for choosing the most beautiful parents for me. Perhaps my family's income is not particularly high, and my parents' educational level is not particularly high, but I am very happy. My parents and I have been working hard and making progress. It's good to meet them on the way to growth!

On the way of growing up, I saw a lot of scenery and learned a lot of truth. On the way of growing up, I need to grow into a big tree. I don't depend on it, I don't depend on it, I'm not sad, I'm not afraid of it, I grow into a landscape that people look up to!

Growing up story composition 600 words 8

A seed, to grow into a towering tree, will experience a lot of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, there will be a lot of tempering. The same is true of a person's growth, and he will encounter many twists and turns. In the process of our growth, we also left many unforgettable stories, which made me feel something and let me grow up slowly.

I remember that time. It's almost Spring Festival. It's really unlucky These days just in time to change my teeth. Those deciduous teeth are wobbly and reluctant to go, which makes me miserable. If I am not careful when eating, I will grin and scream with pain. Dad said: "If the deciduous teeth are not pulled out in time, it will affect the beauty of the permanent teeth." So, my father took me to the stomatology department of the hospital, saying that he wanted the doctor to "have a look".

Hang up the number and come to the dentist. Dad pushed open the door and a dazzling white light came into view. I saw the doctor sitting in a high chair. After listening to my father's story, whether I like it or not, he ordered me to lie in the chair. I just lay down timidly when the sound of "pa" startled me again. The spotlight turned on and I narrowed my eyes. The doctor smiled, but I felt something else in his smile. He put on ivory rubber gloves and put pliers in my mouth, while chatting with me, "How old are you and what grade?" I answered timidly. Then he put a cotton ball filled with medicine into my trembling teeth, and then cleaned up the equipment, which looked slow. Then, turn your back on me, put one hand behind your back and let me open my mouth. Suddenly, he flashed a pair of pliers from behind and reached into my mouth. I realized something in horror. I was about to raise my hand to refuse, but the pliers just shook a few times and came out. "Pagoda!" There was a crunchy sound from the surgical tray, and the doctor said, "All right." My nervous hanging heart finally landed.

It turns out that tooth extraction is not terrible, and I blush for my fear. I changed a lot of teeth when I grew up, but I faced them bravely. Since then, my courage has also increased. I used to be afraid to raise my hand to speak, but now I am active in class. I dare not sleep alone, but now I can have a room to myself. From these things, I became brave and grew up.

Growing up story composition 600 words 9

A small sapling must have experienced many ups and downs in the process of growing from rooting to sprouting to growing into a big tree. In my growing years, there were fairy-tale stories, like colorful dreams, like strings of colorful pearls, like beautiful wind chimes. Now let's listen to my growth story!

I remember it was when I pulled out my first deciduous tooth. That day, my mother took me to the dental clinic to have my teeth extracted. When the doctor pulled out my deciduous teeth, I thought, Oh, it's hard to lose a tooth after pulling out my deciduous teeth! It suddenly occurred to me: As the saying goes, as you sow, you reap, so why don't I plant my baby teeth and put them on when new ones grow? So I asked the doctor for my baby teeth. When I came back, I planted it carefully in a flowerpot. I water him every day and loosen the soil, hoping that he can sprout quickly and grow new teeth. One night, I dreamed that this deciduous tooth I planted sprouted. In a short time, it grew a large cluster of branches, which were covered with crystal clear teeth and smiled at me one by one. I was so excited that I picked a tree and put it where I had pulled it out before. Wow! Just right. When I woke up and felt my teeth were still empty, I realized it was a dream. I can't wait to see the teeth I planted, but when I got there, I saw that the flowerpot didn't move at all. A few days later, it still didn't germinate or grow new teeth. I asked my mother inexplicably, and my mother smiled and said to me, "Little fool, how can you plant teeth?" I am puzzled: then why do beans germinate and grow? Why can't teeth take root and sprout?

Haha, funny, as I grow up, my baby teeth are still falling out and new teeth are slowly growing out. Now, I know that not everything can be planted in the soil.

A lot of funny things happened when I was growing up. What about you? Come out and share it with everyone!

Growth story composition 600 words 10

The story of growing up Every time I see the peach tree that I grew up with, my thoughts will be hooked back to that unforgettable memory. I remember it was a beautiful spring morning. The chirping of birds outside the window woke me up from my dream like nature. I opened the window and the pink peach blossoms came into view. After several days of continuous rain, it finally cleared up, and all the plants were more energetic after being baptized by rain.