The story of growing up 1 Unconsciously, I grew up and am now a fourth-grade student. I have countless unforgettable things, but this one is the most unforgettable.
It was a math exam in grade three. Because of careful review, I got 100. My classmates looked at me with envy. I am very proud. In class, I am always absent-minded and often look around. The homework at night is just so-so, and I can't write beautiful and natural words. After the homework was handed out the next day, I only got more than 80 points. However, I didn't learn from this incident. Soon, I had another math exam. The students are nervously reviewing, but I don't think so. In the exam, I not only didn't see the questions clearly, but also didn't check them after I finished. "Jingle bells, Jingle bells" rang, and I safely handed the test paper to the group leader. ...
The next day after the exam, the test paper was handed out. When I saw it, it was 8 1 red math. I was shocked. I couldn't believe this was my own paper ... I went home and showed it to my mother in disappointment. My mother said very seriously and gently, "Modesty makes people progress, and pride makes people fall behind. I am very glad that you should learn this from me!" "
"Modesty makes people progress, and pride makes people fall behind." This short famous saying has benefited me for life and will never be forgotten.
The story of growing up: On the way of growing up, we will all encounter some things that make us nervous and afraid. But as long as you overcome your inner tension, you may succeed.
At that time, an accidental opportunity gave me the opportunity to learn to ride a bike. I am brave, but I am weak. So, I slowly pushed my bike in front of my mother, hoping to let myself learn to ride a bike in front of her.
I strode onto my bike. My bike seems to be rocking from side to side because of nervousness and fear. At that time, I wanted to give up, but some wanted to insist. Then I gritted my teeth and thought, isn't it just riding a bike? Well, I can't give up and let my mother despise me. Come on, persistence is victory! Thinking of this, I put my foot on the pedal and pushed it hard, but the bike still wouldn't listen to me and swayed from side to side. After a while, I rode my bike too hard when I turned the corner, which caused my knee to break and bleed. Next to the blood clot is a piece of blue and purple. I was in tears. "Just then, my mother came to comfort me and said," Don't cry, don't cry, take your time. " ; My mother helped me up as she spoke, telling me not to be afraid, not to be nervous, to learn calmly and slowly. According to my mother, I kept practicing and everything paid off. After repeated efforts, my bike gradually obeyed, so I learned to ride a bike.
Now I'm getting more and more proficient in cycling. Looking back on the process of learning to ride, I found that as long as we do anything, we can reap success with calmness and heart!
The story of growing up, grade four composition 3, alas! Reading, reading is reading, writing, writing or writing Why do you have to read extra-curricular books when learning Chinese? I really want to invent a machine that can write quickly-so I can have fun.
I get bored as soon as I pick up a book. I often think: What are the partners doing? Flying kites? Are you playing computer? Or are you playing hide-and-seek I often can't help but want to say loudly: I want to be free, I want to be a bird, I want to fly higher!
That's what I thought before. Although I used to hate reading, I have changed my hobby now. I just like reading now. That's because I think the stories in the book are very moving and interesting, and after reading the book, good words often appear in my mind when writing. I gradually fell in love with books, and I became a little book fan. Reading time is getting longer every day, from 15 minutes to 30 minutes, from 30 minutes to 1 hour. I used to think for half a day every time I wrote, but now I write articles with ease and sentences are much smoother, which is not only the credit of teachers, but also the credit of books! Reading brings me a lot of fun. When reading, I seem to be the protagonist in the book.
Now, this book has become my best friend. Although it has no soul, I like the knowledge inside very much! Friends, who is your best friend?
Story of growing up 4 Growing up is like drinking a cup of tea, which needs to be tasted slowly. Take a sip and it will be refreshing and unforgettable.
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From a newborn baby to today's young people, I have experienced many things. In the meantime, I have made mistakes, done stupid things and made jokes. It can be said that it has tasted the ups and downs. But whenever I think of it, what really accompanied me through my childhood and had endless fun was the interesting game in my childhood, which made me linger and enjoy it.
I have played many games since I was a child. Such as skipping rope, sending messages, mystery, etc. But the most interesting thing is the telegraph bell.
The rule of the telegraph bell game is: at least two people play, one of which is 50- 100 seconds, and the other person hides and starts to catch. If the Tibetan touches the telegram, he wins; If the Tibetan is caught by the captors, he loses.
One night, my brother and I were playing the telegraph clock at home. Using the method of stone scissors and cloth to decide who will hide and catch, I prayed silently in my heart: "Let me hide, let me hide …" Sure enough, God helps those who help themselves, I want to hide my brother and catch him.
The game started, and I was anxious to hide, thinking: Where should I hide? Hiding in the living room, no, it's easy to be found, and there is no way out if it is found. It's no use hiding in the kitchen. Although I have my mother as a cover, the smell of oil smoke is too strong. I've been hiding, but I still haven't found a good place. I only heard my brother counting: 43, 44, 45, 46…, and I thought to myself, Oh, it's over, it's over! I'm sure I'll get caught By the way, go to the bathroom. So, I stood on tiptoe, ran in as light as a swallow, closed the door quietly and held my breath. As time goes by, my brother's footsteps wander here. I couldn't help but get carried away and muttered, "Haha, you want to catch me with this' land of geomantic omen'!"
Suddenly, my brother shouted, "Come out quickly, I found you!" " "I'm frowning, my palms are sweating, and my heart is in my throat. I'm so nervous!" Did he find me? Is this place reliable? "
When my brother saw that I still didn't come out, he continued to use what he called "all is fair in war" ... Then he continued to shout: "You little puss-head, mom has cooked dinner, it's time to come out for dinner!" I let my guard down and said angrily, "Oh!" My brother followed my voice and put me down, which caught me off guard. My brother was so happy that he fell on the ground and burst into laughter. Like a deflated ball, I beat my leg regretfully: "Oh, it's really impossible to prevent." My brother winked at me with a triumphant look.
All kinds of games accompany me to grow up every day, bringing me colorful childhood and leaving unforgettable memories. I hope childlike innocence will last forever, and childhood will accompany me forever.
The story of growing up, my skin is a little dark, my eyes are hey hey, and my eyes are still turning when I can't solve the problem. Now tell you a story about my growing up!
I remember that in the first semester of the third grade, I forgot to bring my contact book in a math class in the morning. Suddenly I felt a constant "fever" on my face, and my classmates asked me what was wrong. I was a little depressed and said, "What if I forgot to bring my contact book?" I thought to myself, "What should I do? What shall we do? What shall I do? I was scolded by the teacher! " It's too late to say now, but it's too soon. That classmate, in turn, said coldly, "What should I do? Egg salad is delicious and easy to mix! Ha ha! ! "I am in a hurry. The classmate told the teacher about it at once. Sure enough, as I expected, the teacher did shout, "Go home and get the exercise book!" " "I feel like I was cut by a knife. Run home and get your exercise book.
As soon as I got to the campus, the bell rang quickly, as if I was glad that I was scolded by the teacher and laughed at me; When I went up the stairs, other students were laughing, as if laughing at my bad memory; In the corridor, I fell down, as if fate were laughing at me like a fool ... in short, everything seemed to laugh at me.
When I returned to the classroom, the teacher said, "Don't do this next time, do you hear me? This will affect your study! " I nodded at once, thinking that the teacher was going to scold me!
Hey! This is really the most embarrassing thing for me since this semester! I swear. I will never forget to bring anything again!
The story of growing up Grade 4 Composition 6 This afternoon, I came to school early. Soon, the whole class seemed to be here.
Teacher Ma came to the classroom step by step from the outside. Teacher Ma said; "Recently, all groups are studying the poet's poems and stories. After class, six people perform on stage." The teacher asked us to talk in the group again. Before the teacher finished, we went back to discuss in the group. Huh? The scene at that time was amazing. The whole class is immersed in the state. Everyone gave a wonderful speech.
The damn bell rang and really inspired the students. Because when the bell rings, we have to stop. Teacher Ma said, "All right, which group will go on stage", and we all raised our hands. Teacher Ma said; Jiang Yanan Group. After the performance, we assembled a group. This is the second round. We all raised our hands. Teacher Ma just won't call us. This is the third round, Teacher Ma said. "He Feng, this group." Hi? It's our turn, I thought. All five of us have nervous expressions. Although none of us said the word nervous, I knew he was nervous when I saw her expression. The performance is over. We are very happy.
The story of growing up There are many short stories on my way of growing up. They recorded my progress bit by bit, just like colorful flowers, which made my childhood vivid and colorful.
It was after the final exam of the second semester of grade three, and I failed the Chinese exam. I was shocked when the teacher handed out the paper! I can't believe I didn't even get an "A". I remember that on the day of the exam, I did the examination paper very carefully, and checked one question after another for fear of missing it. The inspection is not sloppy at all, and it is read word for word. I still have a plan when I hand in the paper!
Looking at the scores on the paper, I frowned and thought, why did you do so badly in the exam? When I got home at night, I was in tears and kept muttering, "Qian Anjia, what's wrong with you?" Usually, my Chinese scores are among the best, and I didn't do well in the exam this time ... "When I was sleeping at night, I dreamed that my classmates laughed at me, and the teacher criticized me ... I woke up crying from my dream.
The next day is the weekend. My mother saw me lying alone on the table without saying anything, so she came and sat next to me. "Well, don't be discouraged. Failing the exam doesn't mean failing the exam in the future. In your life, you will go through many exams. If you don't do well in the exam, find out the reasons and see which ones are weak. During the summer vacation, we will redouble our efforts and strive for good results next time! " I looked up at my mother's trusting eyes and felt warm in my heart. After receiving the paper towel handed by my mother, I dried my tears and said firmly, "Good! I will try my best to cheer during the summer vacation! "
I took out my exercise book and began to make a study plan and timetable for the summer vacation. In this Chinese exam, I lost points in basic and reading comprehension, especially in reading. Therefore, I ask myself to read it every morning and evening until I finish reading a short story correctly, fluently and emotionally and understand it. "Read a book a hundred times and see what it means." Although I usually recite well, reading well does not mean writing well. Only by reading the article can you answer this question correctly. In this way, from the beginning of the summer vacation, I devoted myself to studying hard.
The road to growth can't be smooth sailing, but I'm not afraid, and I will never back down. I believe that "hard work pays off", as long as we face setbacks bravely and make unremitting efforts, we will certainly make progress!
The story of growing up In today's composition class, the teacher came into the classroom with a big smile and said to us, "Students, today we will play a game." As soon as everyone listened to the game, they immediately became interested and chatted noisily. The teacher shouted, "Please be quiet!" The classroom was quiet, and the teacher turned and wrote a few big words "Role Experience" on the blackboard. Hey, what does this mean? I'm really confused.
The teacher smiled and asked us, "Which one of you would like to come up and experience it voluntarily?" Small hands appeared in the classroom at once. The teacher assigned Wen and Gao Xiang to experience together. Although they looked very relaxed when they went up, the teacher's question puzzled them: dressing and undressing as a one-armed person can only be done with one hand.
At the beginning of the performance, I saw Zhou Lu directly biting his sleeve with his teeth and pulling hard, completely ignoring the image. When his head finally got into his clothes, he lost his way and almost hit the blackboard. Wen Yu Jia's clothes are zipped, so it's almost effortless for him to stick them on, but when he wears clothes with one hand, he is at a loss. Look! His face is red, but what bothers him most is the zipper. Even though he tried his best, the zipper still wouldn't budge. He shook his head helplessly and tried to bite with his mouth, but his stomach was too big to reach. It seems much more difficult than usual.
Three students finally got dressed, and the teacher's face suddenly became serious. Looking at everyone laughing and laughing, the teacher said seriously, "classmates, have you ever thought about those people in society who have lost their arms, are blind and are lame?" How hard their lives are! Have you experienced the pain in their lives? "Everyone froze, immediately understand the teacher let us play games.
Yes! Disabled people have to work hard to complete it. This is just a trivial matter of dressing and undressing, but there are still many great difficulties waiting for them in life! This reminds me of the disabled people begging for money on the overpass, and the scene of the disabled people being self-reliant and relieved on TV. My heart was touched, and I thanked God for giving me sound limbs. I want to cherish my life and give more care and help to my disabled friends!
The story of growing up, the ninth article of the fourth grade composition, "Hey! Look at this guy, he has grown up and learned to be considerate! "Anyone who sees their children sensible will say so. Let me tell you my story of growing up.
When I was six years old, I just entered the kindergarten middle class, but I already knew the word "considerate" roughly. One night, I was watching TV with relish at home. Suddenly, lightning flashed through the air, "rumbling" and the thunder was deafening. Somehow, the room was plunged into darkness, just like a mouse ran back to its hole to take refuge when it met a cat. Grandma soon found the "savior"-flashlight and candle. Light the candle and turn on the flashlight. Let's go to bed after dinner. I finished my meal in a hurry and was about to go to bed when I suddenly saw my grandfather eating in a dark room with a rice bowl. How can he eat without the light of a candle? I think there was a power failure before. When I was eating, my grandfather held a flashlight. So, I walked into the room with a flashlight to illuminate my grandfather. Grandpa saw that I ordered it for him and happily pulled me over and said, "Hehe, you are sensible and considerate!" " "Say, touched my head.
Look, I'm rational. Because I have grown up.
The story of growing up 10 When I think of kindergarten, I smile from my heart. Because it was my happiest time.
I had a good time in kindergarten. As soon as school was over, grandma cooked a delicious dinner on the dining table.
After dinner, grandma and mom will take me to the Garden Expo Park. There are two places I like best. One is the big slope. Every time I am not afraid of hard work, I drive my rocking car to the top of the mountain sweating, and then slide down from the top of the mountain. The slope is more than 1000 meters long, and the wind whistling past my ears, as if I were driving a rocket.
The second interesting place is "Beihai Silver Beach". Why is it called Beihai Silver Beach? Because the sand there was transported from Beihai, Guangxi, my parents have also been to Beihai, saying that the sand there is the finest, whitest and softest. I always use my beloved bucket and grandma's rice spoon to shovel sand, build castles, pick up leaves and play pirates. ...
Look, this is my happy childhood-my growth story.