The thing is, every 15, the eyes of the portrait of Lu Xun at the school gate will move, all the teaching buildings will be cut off, and the stairs will be changed from the original 13 to 14. The water from the laboratory faucet turns red, and the toilet at the end of the building 1 can't get out as long as someone goes in, so a group of unbelieving children make an appointment to explore together that night. 12, they arrived at the school gate on time. Lu Xun's eyes looked to the left. They wrote that they were afraid to come out. Do they not remember moving when they came to the classroom? Didn't the switch turn on? "Deception." A boy complained, "Look again." Come to the stairs "1 2 3... 13, right?" The children were a little skeptical about the truth of the legend, so they came to the laboratory again and turned on the tap, and shiny water came out. "How boring! We came for nothing! " At the beginning, the sense of * * * was eliminated by half. Finally, they came to the toilet. Although the girl said she didn't believe it, she still didn't dare to go in, so she let Xiao C, who just said she wasn't afraid, go in and look at her watch. Two minutes later, the boy came out. "Everything is a lie." The children broke up in discord. On the way out, a doorman found them and scolded them for staying at school so late. The children ran away. Little B pays special attention to the stone statue at the door. Yes, his eyes are still on the left. He muttered, "hello, little b? Xiao C went out to play with you last night. Why hasn't he come back yet?

(2) for a 600-word composition, write my psychological story in the process of growing up.

Everyone is growing up from birth to now, and his body gradually changes from small to big, and his behavior also changes from childish to mature and sensible. In a series of changes, there are risks and surprises, just like the taste of green apples, which are sweet in acid and sour in sweetness. The taste of this growth is particularly unforgettable. In fact, growth represents a series of changes. Although the process is bitter, the result is sweet.

I remember that during the summer vacation, I accidentally opened my previous photo album and found a photo of my newborn, with small hands and squinting eyes, looking like a little idiot. My mother told me, "At that time, there was nothing but eating, drinking and sleeping." Slowly, I began to turn over, sit, climb, teether and eat delicious food. Soon, I was wobbling.

Later, I began to babble, knowing that as long as I shouted "Russia", I would have something to eat. If I wanted a car, I would have toys to play with. If I don't want to take a shower, I say, "No! Knowing how to communicate with people, the world has become more different, and the joy of growing up is indescribable.

Now, I can not only walk, but also run and jump: I can not only talk, but also write, draw and make friends. There is more and more knowledge in my brain, from astronomy to geography. People are more and more mature, and they know to be sincere, brave and responsible.

In the near future, I will enter adolescence. Outside, my voice will get thicker, my Adam's apple will get bigger and I will get acne. Psychologically, I will become more mature and steady. After this series of changes, I will break out of the cocoon like a caterpillar, become a beautiful butterfly and face a new future.

Growth is a necessary process for everyone. As long as you face it with a normal heart, you will find that although the process is a bit thrilling, it is also full of surprises everywhere!

When I was still in kindergarten, I saw my brothers and sisters carrying schoolbags to school. I am envious in my heart and have been looking forward to becoming a primary school student as soon as possible.

As time went by, I finally looked forward to coming to school. I remember getting up early that morning, and my mother asked me, "Honey, do you want to report to school early?" I said, "Yes." Mom went on to say, "I can see that our smelly son is so excited today, right?" I quickly replied: "Yes, I am so happy, because this is something I look forward to every day." I ate breakfast in a hurry, picked up my new schoolbag, took my mother's hand and rushed downstairs happily. When we arrived at the school gate, we saw many big brothers and sisters lined up to welcome us. I was even more excited in my heart and thought, how nice of them. My mother and I stood in front of the freshman bulletin board and began to look for my name. Soon, I found my name on the roster of Class One (1), so my mother and I excitedly stepped into the school gate and walked to the classroom of Class One (1). On this day, I got to know Mr. Shen, Mr. xu teacher and Mr. Jin, and I got to know students such as Li 'an Shen and Liu Jiahang. From today, I will be a primary school student.

I love my school very much. The school environment gives me a fresh, interesting and happy feeling. I come to school with these feelings every day, sitting in the classroom and learning interesting A, O and E from Mr. Shen. Learn from Mr. Jin 1, 2, 3-these numbers games; Here I can also learn to sing, draw pictures, do activities with my classmates and play games.

I remember one day, Lu Jiahang, Ma Dan and other students stood under the bright five-star red flag with red scarves around their necks and read the oath of joining the Young Pioneers. I am so happy and excited at this moment, because I have become a glorious young pioneer and the first group of young pioneers in our class.

Since I became a young pioneer, I love learning more. In class, I am much more active than before, and I speak much more actively. The teacher always says that I am an active person. What I write is always praised by the teacher, and the teacher also posts many of my small compositions on the display platform in the class. I felt very happy when I heard the praise from my classmates. During the first and second grades, I was always flattered by my leading academic performance. In the third grade, I may be too playful and my academic performance began to decline slowly. My parents and teachers were watching, very anxious, but I didn't realize the seriousness of the problem. I still indulge my temper and seem to enjoy the taste of crazy play every day. Sometimes, I can't calm down in class, I can't listen to what the teacher is saying, and I often make small moves. My homework always makes the teacher frown. In the fourth grade, my head teacher, Mr. Shen, often talked to me and patiently enlightened me. Through repeated conversations, I finally realized the importance of learning, and I also felt that it was really hard to be behind others. So I gradually got rid of the bad habit of making small moves in class, listened attentively to the teacher's lecture, completed the classroom and extracurricular homework in time, and developed the habit of previewing and reviewing. So my grades in the fourth grade have improved obviously, and my parents and teachers are happy for my change. In the fifth grade, although I still couldn't change my playful character, I took care of my study while playing, so I got straight A's in Chinese, mathematics and English and got to the sixth grade. Now, I am also the labor committee member and group leader in my class.

I am a warm and active boy. At school, I often help teachers and classmates do things, for example, help teachers to serve meals, pour leftovers, take the initiative to check class hygiene, and help classmates do hygiene. I think it is a pleasure to help others. At home, I also learn to do some housework, help my mother sweep the floor, collect dishes and chopsticks, wash clothes, wash pants and so on. My mother always praises me for being sensible and capable. After listening to my mother's words, my heart was full of joy.

In the future study life, I want to be a happy boy and let myself learn and grow in a happy environment. As the saying goes, everyone should thank the teacher most, because she taught you knowledge and the truth of being a man.

(3) For an essay "The Growth Story in My Heart"

Have you ever written about the happiness and troubles with your parents/classmates? Write your troubles first, then your solutions, your happiness, and finally you can sum up this article with a famous saying or your own words.

(4) A 600-word composition in which the growth story reflects one's mental journey.

I don't know when it started, and I have a kind of worry in my heart. I added a small lock to my thin notebook, which made me more cautious in speaking and doing things, and less naive and impulsive in the past. I learned how to be careful when dealing with people. I don't know if the longer a person grows up, the greater the pressure he has to bear, and things can't be as simple and smooth as when he was young. As we grow older, we are no longer addicted to old games. Playing house as a child has long been strange to us. Hooking hands when I was a child, never changing for a hundred years, has long been our joke. Now we dare not make any promises to anyone casually. Everything in the past has already become history. Looking back suddenly, I found that all this had already left you. Yesterday, I fell out with Yue because of a trivial matter. Today, I still keep a "distance" from Yue. I know Yue fell out, so I can't fall out this morning and play hand in hand in the afternoon, just like when I was a child. With the growth of age, we are no longer naive and naive, but gradually mature and grow up. Self-esteem is also growing. Sometimes when you do something wrong, no matter who is at fault, you won't apologize to anyone easily. After falling out, it is difficult to play freely as before, but there will be more embarrassment between each other. Over time, there will be more barriers. "Time can dilute everything?" But can you dilute the contradiction between Yue and me? Today, after bidding farewell to Ming in tears, Ming set foot on the train under the North. Since then, the so-called "seeing each other late, parting longer" has been vividly reflected on this parting occasion. It is because of the pain of parting that we cherish the gathering we have now. As we grow up, we have our own ideals and pursuits, and no one will stay too long for an unnecessary post. It is precisely because of the pursuit that our best friends in the past will be separated now. The good ones may be better in the future, and the bad ones will be strangers. In the last monthly exam, the army won the title of the first in the class, its vanity was extremely inflated, and its popularity was "overnight", while the city "won" the "championship throne" from the bottom of the class. After this result, the city did not shed tears, because it was learned that men could only shed tears in their hearts. So, the city child in the class dementia for a few days. ````````` Growth is like this, with laughter and crying, sadness, joy and separation. In the years that passed by in a hurry, we lost too much. Every smile of victory, every cry of injustice, let us know a lot. In the days of gathering with friends, we learned patience. When we shed tears, we learned to get up. After making achievements, we learn to be modest. Behind everyone's growth, there is a story of their own, which is a story written with smiles, tears, success and failure as the score. I was innocent when I was two hours old. Also made a lot of jokes. Now that I think about it, I still have new memories. Mom and dad are very busy at work. I went to a small kindergarten class when I was two and a half years old. At that time, the teacher was in class and I couldn't listen. One day, all the children were drawing pictures, and I was rocking my chair to play. I rocked my chair, fell down and hit the corner of the table. The tooth pinched a hole in the tongue, and the skin on the lips was scratched, and bright red blood flowed out. You can't take medicine, you can't dress it, you can only endure it. I didn't shed a tear. The next day, my mouth was swollen like a pig's mouth, so I went to kindergarten. As soon as I learned to speak, my mother asked me to speak when I met someone I knew. A woman about her mother's age is called "Auntie" and a woman about her grandmother's age is called "Grandma"&; Hllip& amphllip Another day, kindergarten was over, and I went to the school where grandma worked. The teachers gathered around and asked me what to call them. I opened my eyes wide, some called "auntie" and some called "grandma". Teacher Ren came over and asked me what to call her. I studied her for a long time. She is older than her mother and younger than her grandmother. I temporarily invented a name called "Auntie". As soon as I called "grandma", everyone present laughed. I still call her "grandma" until now. In the first grade, I began to learn computer from my grandmother. I learned to input Chinese characters, arrange pages with word, edit various forms with xcl, and make simple electronic tabloids with word! My greatest pleasure is browsing the Internet. I applied for a free email address and a "online composition book for primary school students" online. There are dozens of my "masterpieces" in the composition book. Recently, I wrote "Change" which has been posted on the website of "Online Composition for Primary School Students". One day before the summer vacation this year, after school, I was looking for information on the Internet in the school computer room. My English teacher (my teacher, he taught my father, so I called him) asked me to find him English exercises for middle school students. I found it quickly by using the Internet. Open it and see that it is a compressed file. Download to disk first. After downloading, find it and decompress it. Favourite looked at the topic and said, "Linlin, this is it. Arrange the pages and print them out with a printer. " I did as touts said. The onlookers looked around and said, "This little thing is better than all of us!" " I was very proud when I heard the teachers' praise. But I will never be proud, and I will continue to work hard. Childhood is beautiful, brilliant and colorful. ..

⑤ An essay about psychological growth, 600 words.

In the process of growing up, you will always encounter many setbacks and adversities. What is growth? If there are no setbacks and adversity, then we are still ignorant children and will not grow up again.

"Precious things always grow slowly." Yes, it doesn't matter if you haven't made any achievements for the time being. Take your time and create achievements with your own efforts. "Stupid" doesn't mean really stupid. You think you're stupid, so you give up easily? No, it can't be like this. What's so stupid about that? As long as you work hard and sweat to accomplish something, it is also called achievement. If a person feels stupid and gives up everything, then he really becomes a stupid person. If a person feels stupid and works hard, then he/she will always get rid of this word.

The difficulty is not insurmountable, the key is whether you are willing to overcome it. Some people say yes, but have they actually tried? Have you ever fought for it? Success will not be given to those who do nothing all day, nor to those who waste their time all day. Only for those who work hard, only for those who make progress, and only for those who know how to cherish.

The process of growth is always full of difficulties. Don't be afraid, don't panic, just regain your confidence and stick to it, and those will pass.

People will always grow up, and different age groups will encounter different puzzles: what should I do if I want to eat just one or two months after I was born? Is it difficult to attract adults' attention just by crying? In primary school, I couldn't learn a lot of knowledge, but I finally asked the teacher. Is it difficult? Didn't you win in the end? When I first entered junior high school, I didn't know many of my classmates, but in the end we all played together. Is it difficult? Didn't you overcome it in the end?

There are many difficulties in growing up. The key to overcoming it lies in yourself. The price of growth is actually very simple, that is, the heart to overcome difficulties is being honed. ...

⑥ Story composition of growth (600 words)

Everyone's growth story is different. There are joys and pains, joys and sorrows, thinking and exploration, pursuit and yearning, success and failure, but my growth story is mixed with a trace of helplessness.

I am a middle school student now, and my subjects are increasing with the need of knowledge. My homework is busy coming to join in the fun. Homework is like an invisible Wuzhishan pressing me, especially when the exam is coming, I am afraid that my homework will be left behind by others, and I will study hard. Wearing' black glasses' to school the next day is almost a national treasure. Well, when can I have a holiday? I'm looking forward to it. I'm looking forward to it

The dark clouds of the final exam finally cleared and I took a long breath. The long-awaited holiday came quietly. That day, my mother and I went to xx Bookstore and brought back many books. Happiness is like a caterpillar, which tickles my whole body and makes me want to laugh.

The happiness and relaxation of the holiday also infected my mother. My mother took me to the xxx cafeteria opposite the bookstore. The story starts here. ...

We chose a window seat and sat down. My mother told me, "This is a cafeteria. You can choose your own food. There are mutton kebabs at the front corner. Go and get two. " I ran forward. I found a tray and quickly took two' mutton kebabs' back to the table. I saw my mother's eyes wide open and her mouth opened into an "O" shape: "My God! That's raw mutton! No, there is another string that is not mutton, but raw chicken heart. " Aunt waiter smiled and said, "Come on, I'll take it back for you and let my uncle bake you two cooked ones." I watched in dismay as my aunt took my plate. Face like red-hot iron. I kept my head down, but I always felt that the whole restaurant was focused on me. Everyone seems to be laughing at me, a boy who only eats mutton kebabs but doesn't even know them. Mom said, "I think those kebabs can't be wrong if they are multiple-choice questions drawn in books." Mom looked at me meaningfully.

Yes, I can only do the questions in the book. That's an armchair strategist. Life is full of knowledge. Only by learning to observe carefully can you constantly enrich your knowledge and life experience, otherwise you will be like me (even don't understand mutton kebabs).

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⑦ Excellent composition for primary school students My spiritual growth story is 400 words.

Growth, like a colorful ribbon, is connected with the dribs and drabs of our life, which has been preserved from my brain until now.

When I was four years old, the sun hung on the lamp in my living room, like a huge fireball of 500 billion degrees Celsius. I felt hot and thirsty, so I clamored for watermelon. I asked my father to buy me a big watermelon. Father refused to leave, so I dragged him out of the house.

Ding Dong, Ding Dong. "Ah, it's dad's back. I quickly pushed open the door and ran into the kitchen with watermelon. Three times five divided by two, I got the watermelon. I grabbed a watermelon and sent it to my mouth.

Unexpectedly, I swallowed watermelon seeds by mistake. This worries me. If watermelon seeds germinate and grow in my stomach, won't my head become watermelon? I ran to ask dad, and dad said, when the watermelon is ripe, we don't have to go out and sell it, just pick it from your mouth. I was so anxious that I cried.

On second thought, plants need nutrition, so I just don't eat? I haven't eaten all night. The next day, I couldn't move my stomach, so I gave up.

A few days passed, and the melon seeds in my stomach never germinated. It turned out that my father just made a joke to scare me to stop wolfing down. Alas, I really made a fool of myself this time and suffered a lot.

8 psychological story composition-growth psychological story

The demons who grow up can heat Owen. No one will go on holiday by plane. I just paid a holiday fee. I saw the irony of flying and sent a plan to the wind. He agreed, and then.

Ask for a story composition about the psychological growth of teenagers. . . An emergency. .

We, every day, step on the country road with the sunset, and always see the halo, jumping together every day, adding rich colors to life together.

Many times, we are happy, but many times we are very tired, suffocated under the pressure of homework, unbearable under the pressure of emotion, and often turn around? Looking forward to it, we inadvertently found that our previous life was the most memorable. Although I have complained that it has come to an end before, I will miss it now. In adolescence, we have a desire to try everything, but in the end, we always know that all our rebellions are stupid.

During adolescence, we can't leave the campus. Many things are self-righteous and always want to try, but what is the result? There is nothing left, and it is still oneself who is injured.

The love of classmates is just the call of the longing soul in adolescence. Do you know our main task for all beautiful things? Do you know how much you will be hurt and what you will get after walking this road?

I know that everything I say will be opposed by many people. Yes, there is nothing wrong with trying. Trying can let us know how to go our own way, and trying will leave scars on our broken hearts, which we will always remember.

Our parents often worry about us, afraid that we will take detours and delay our responsibilities. However, they are often redundant and take care of children like prisoners. However, their parents will never know in their hearts that their children's aspirations are consistent with the correct conclusions they have drawn after trying. As in the past, the generation gap between us and our parents may be getting deeper and deeper.

I object to my parents' feudalism.

Let the children, let us try bravely and let us know that we are not hurt.

Please let go and give us a sky. we ...

Trying to get hurt is not a bad thing.