Time flies by quietly. In a blink of an eye, six years of primary school life has become a memory, and I have entered a brand-new middle school era. However, my troubles are approaching, and pieces are coming at me.
I just finished school that day, and I happened to have finished my homework at school. I wanted to sit on the sofa and turn on the TV to relax my nervous and tired body. Before you do it, the "machine gun" aims at you and begins to "shoot" at you: "Don't hurry to review, you are junior high school students, you still don't consciously study, and you still have time to watch TV leisurely here!" At this time, I had to go back to my room with a "serious injury" and bury myself in the sea of books. Why can't parents feel the children's mood now? You can only curse easily, even ... Hey! I can't help it. It's just asking for trouble to compete with my mother. Why bother? It's better to read a book ...
Another time was even worse: there was a lot of homework that day, and as soon as I came back, I went back to my room to work as a small copywriter and just sat down. "Come down quickly." Mom shouted, "Liu Yi, look what good things mom bought for you! I ran downstairs in surprise, thinking that my mother had bought me my favorite glass! I used to look at it, and it was all some composition books and some math exercises. Who knows ... Hey! Ideas plummeted. My mother told me softly, "Look, you are in middle school. It's better to buy more composition books for you to read, so that you can learn more. Those math books are all of good quality, and the contents are very detailed. Otherwise, you should read more books every day ..." I interrupted my mother and said loudly, "Do you know, I have a lot of homework now, and there are tasks assigned by my teachers. Since I was a child, I have always followed the wishes of your adults. After taking a vacation, I was asked to learn this and that, and my brain was exploding. Should I really do something like a "robot" all day long? " Mom and a person who seems to have changed just now said loudly, "I bought these from you now, not for your future, not for your own good?" My "fire" rose to retort: "Do adults have to love their children in this way, thinking that reading dead books is enough?" We get up at 5: 4 every day. Aren't we tired of running to school early? With so much homework, who knows my pain? All you know is reading and reading. Do you think about the children whether they are free or not? " "Hey, I've worked hard for years, but it's not for your own good. You don't know anything about your parents?" Mom said sternly. "Like those who only know how to read dead books, it's not their own will, it's all forced by your parents. Some high school students even took to a dead end for their parents to force themselves to go to school. This is nothing else, but you adults forced it to be like this. " I sobbed and said loudly ... My mother was so angry that she walked into her room in the last verbal battle. I was tired of noisy myself. I ran to my room to do my homework as if nothing had happened. On the surface, nothing happened to me, but in fact, my heart was very sad: I shouldn't talk to my mother in such a tone no matter how bad my mother is. But their "paternalism" is unbearable. Why do adults want to hold our own ideals in the cradle? I really want to ...
Maybe my mother is right, but I am so nervous about my studies that I will become like this. No matter what, I can't treat my mother who has raised me for many years with this attitude. Hey! I still want to apologize to my mother!
Some people say that growth is a string of happy notes, but why can't I find the feeling of happiness, the rhythm of happiness, freedom and happiness? I'm really worried ...
Growing pains
Growing-worrying and happy, but more surrounded by worrying contradictions. For a girl who is about to become a teenage girl, she should be naive and full of happiness. However-I am worried about a double-faced me.
at home, I want to play the role of a good girl. Only in the place where my mother is not outside, is the world where I really show myself. I have grown up, and something called vitality has sprouted in my bones, but the vitality I should have is oppressed by my mother and I dare not reveal it. This double-faced me confuses me, and I don't want to be a gentleman again and be myself all the time; But my mother has always been proud of having a daughter like me. However, there is unspeakable sadness in my heart ...
Before going out every time, my mother always talks about it: girls should sit like a child, stand like a child, don't laugh loudly, and say hello when they meet acquaintances ... In fact, I have heard all this inside out, and I can almost recite it backwards. My mother is just a "routine", just repeating it. But in my opinion, these are putting a false coat on my true appearance. Only outside. Without my mother's restraint, I can laugh loudly, dance heartily and sing heartily with my classmates ... and enjoy the joy of growing up freely. Although passers-by in the street saw it, they all lamented that we teenagers were too crazy and unruly. But these can't stop us, and we are still having our fun.
what kind of me am I: my mother's darling daughter? Vibrant teenagers? Or a crazy girl in the eyes of passers-by? No, I am who I am. I don't have to hide myself. I am an energetic teenager. I am no longer controlled by adults, I have grown up. In the future, no, from now on, at home, I am quiet but not rigid; Outside, I am energetic but not crazy. This is a double-sided me again, but I love this me, this double-sided me.
the pace of growth is inseparable from troubles. I am growing, feeling the growth, enjoying the happiness and enjoying the troubles!
Growing pains
"The sun goes down and still climbs up tomorrow morning, the flowers will bloom the same tomorrow, the beautiful birds will go without a trace, and my young birds will never come back ..." "Dance of Youth" led my thoughts to the past. Unconsciously, I have grown up and entered adolescence.
I don't know when a few pimples broke out on my nose. From then on, I looked in the mirror every day and watched the "life" changes of these pimples. I began to ask my mother how to treat acne. I used facial cleanser, reed and other acne-removing skin care products, looking forward to the day when acne disappeared. But a week has passed, and two weeks have passed ... I have been waiting for a long time, but my acne still hasn't improved. Hey! Youth is really annoying!
After a holiday, I want to be independent and do my own things when I get home. Sometimes my parents' greetings make me feel like a nagging. But when I came back to school, I had a strong sense of homesickness when I encountered some setbacks or difficulties (such as illness). I missed my parents and sometimes cried secretly. I feel strange myself. I want to be independent and dependent on my parents. I think this should be a transitional period of growth.
the most annoying thing is the temper that even you can't accept. Growing up, my temper is getting worse and worse. Often, when discussing or discussing something with my parents, I will talk back when I disagree. My mother often says, "Hey! When I grow up, my temper is getting more and more stubborn. I really can't help you! " After a argument, I always think that I am wrong. As a result, the relationship with parents is not as close as before.
I've grown a lot since I entered middle school. My old clothes don't fit me, so I need to buy new ones! My mother accompanied me to buy it. After shopping for a long time, I only saw three or two things, but my mother said that children should not dress too mature. Finally, I had to buy some big children's clothes. But the shopping adds up to a lot, and I think this trip has cost a lot of money!
everyone must go through various tests on the road of growth. Some worry about their unsatisfactory studies, some worry about their acne, and some feel wronged for not being understood by their parents ... I think this should be growing up.